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February 28th, 2020

I put an apple-core into thawing earth today--
pushed it into her fertility with my boot--
and stood back, surprised.

I hadn’t planned a tree for the yard,
but found its desire humming in my stomach,
vibrating the bones,
resonating my hollow cave
with its springtime cravings.

What a thing it is to desire:
The muzzled animal in your cage
speaking strange volumes more eloquent than language can will from tongue,
leaving us in sudden silent mystery.
Written by hgnichols (Harry Nichols)
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