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  • Gary Hunter

When You're really Happy - Jan. 7, 2023

it’s really really hard

to write a poem

that doesn’t sound like

a Hallmark card


so I leave you with this:


a setting sun slices through

the needles of naked trees


three deer turn together

and see me

steam gushes out their nostrils


this gift

drapes over the shoulders

of my spirit-spinning

Christmas eve

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