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AUGUST

from The Walk


the fragile skies in a peridot.
cruel moon-month of the olivine.
green harbors in the wolven dusk
where sun-dogs are a-hunting.
the teapot stirs
ocha ocha ocha ocha
the kettle purrs.
the frigid winter of the dark
and lavid girls chorusing
“old August is a work of art.”






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