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I am all out of magnets to hold a note
so I took a fly strip, cut it down with scissors
and attached it to the back
and stuck it to the icebox.
It was a little tricky.
I hope the flies don’t mind.
I broke a rose-patterned plate today.
How can I replace it?
I do not belong in this kitchen when you are away.
I feel like an alien.
I have watched you wash and rinse a million times
without so much as a slip.
I awoke and rose to snow before daylight
when the moon full and bright made
the shattered field shimmer in my sight.
The rye grass and turnip seed I planted
came up and stuck through just enough
to show till noon until more warm snow
covered it all.
I shuffled slide slush outside twice
to call the stray but his tracks
led away past the tool shed after some cat,I guess.
Do you remember the tamales
from the Mexican Bakery in Moses Lake?
We are so far away from there
and all I have to eat are these cheap canned imitations.
McIlhenny’s made them palatable.
I am out to Shattered Field to corrupt angels in the snow.
I’ll be there awhile flailing my arms on the ground catawampus with my leg.
Come and gyrate beside me when you get home.
We will touch feathers together all the while.
By the way, I hit the side of the icebox
and it kicked in.
Working right now.
PS. Maybe we could have snow ice cream tonight.
I found the vanilla.
Is there really radiation?
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