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Dave Harrity

The Only Time He Ever Cooked



A new nutrition for the two of us—chocolate candy,

bologna fried & sandwiched between sliced bunny bread. 


These things are things that you have done & left

to me to do again. These slipped disc revelations, these 


prolapsed ligaments. & what choice could she have had?—

hammock of muscles that held me in & you afraid 


to touch her. Every other week a phase, time when the moon

would nestle high over the gray barn, a dusky aureola radiant & cold.




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