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The ground is alive: Poetry by Brent Cronin


I Haunt Nature   Hard white oak perfect for burning Thick branch snaps like a thigh Arrange the kindling just so Flames dull in the sunlight They won’t find me.   The ground is alive out here Finger trap squiggling worm Feel him slide down throat A man should eat when he can Especially when…

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