Sunday, May 4, 2008


dropped pink plopping corn seed to the ground in the center of the hallowed spot, then turned and turned a twisting swirl outward from the center, stopped, and softly shuffled dirt with naked feet from side to side until the meat from last year's tender ears now dried and dyed for planting here is covered with a softened dust.

earlier I scraped the stones from ground to smooth the dirt into nice beds of flattened soil. my skin exposed, no tanning oil to come between the Sun and me, and wind sweet wind.
I smell.
I see.

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