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start of night
the bats don’t know
they’re up-side down

blind kitten
searching for mum’s dug
then milking it

drink in hand
Laurel’s karaoke
in that little black dress

full moon
unoccupied
the kid’s tree house

beach tide
all a crab can fear
in and out of a gull

verandah Sun
the grape-vine’s green,
cool around us

the train leaving
serrated
town shadows

crow’s nesting
the scatter of wreaths
around her headstone

one kid
after the other’s laugh
mushroom search

lavender field
opening the scissors
from my backpack