skinny legs hugged against my chest
watching pavement stripe by
through a hole in the plywood floor
sitting where a seat should be
we used to drive through fields of tall weeds
i could hear them slap against us and flow under us
and we'd call out to feral kittens in the barn
she clipped my fingernail down to the quick once
in a large room with no furniture
the night we moved
a black three-legged dog wandered up
we took her with us; she never had pups
disappeared a few years later
during a particularly harsh winter
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