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Sunday, May 13, 2007


My Mother

found a baby
in a bucket
of sidewalk
chalk, talking

and perhaps
this was how
we met. I forget.


I was found under a cabbage leaf. Sidewalk chalk sounds much more interesting! Cool. Words.
i was found on the side of the road.

beautiful poem.
i like it when you post poetry
and indeed it should happen
more often.
dis ril nyce
i am a changeling baby. and i second tom. in fact, i daresay you should WRITE more. this little poem makes me happy and i think your mom would say so too.
I like this.
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