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Friday, November 17, 2017

we are woodcocks in winter
lurking during the day
under bramble bushes or on

floors of fallen leaves,
where we’re camouflaged
by our mottled brown plumage.

at night we find damp meadows,
and probe the soil for worms.

(apologies to derwent may.)

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