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circles of gulls
the ocean’s
storm brewing

watercolouring
should hold forever
this moonshine across the bay

wedding tree
twenty years planted
for families of werns

more like breaths
just flicking this lure
at the trout stream

every stop
the deer becomes lost
in rifle sights

school ends
the lunch box and bullies
I’ve been through

soft lit dinner
desires rubbing
his wine glass

chicken coop
the fox’s eye split
between leaves

down-pipe rains
the plants carried away
I never could name