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Gary Hunter

Before this Desert Life - May 13, 2024

I would crawl out of winter

like a tulip

poking its head up

 

the icy grip of soil with

the warm pull of the sun

wanting to raise my arms

 

before a cloud apologized

chilly rain is coming

but no snow

 

I always wished for spring as badly

as a butterfly’s wings

in a cramped cocoon

 

or the bench in the empty park

without a warm butt

for far too long

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