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AMONG OTHER THINGS
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AMONG OTHER THINGS
The rest
have driven to the mall.
Any second now
will be too dark.
This close to the edge,
among other things,
I read.
Leaves rattle overhead.
Little pockets
of canned applause
sift through
the screened porch
in next door’s yard.
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