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by Katie Dean

In the morning In a
dusty house with too many corners
Chipped china and walls the color and texture of maple syrup, you thought to yourself that
It is best To remember lilacs and
Forget the rest. A blizzard forming in the far corner of the view from the window
The night coming from the other corner and then
meeting in the middle and the air becoming red,
No , burgundy and seeming to glow like a sheet in front of a lamp
A cat looking up from licking herself to listen to the car wheels spinning outside in the gravel then back to grooming. Cleaning her eyes with her one white paw then in time to the music

honeysuckle lilacs and zinnias.


Posted on 01/28/2011
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