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"REPOSESSION"

when i was a kid
i ran up to the
cyclone fence
and watched,
as the reposession men
connected their truck,
and pulled our little trailer
away from the front porch
with a thin screech
tearing aluminum

and when she left
it was without a word
about leaving.
a trip to her mothers
that stretched from
one day
to two weeks,
to the rest of our lives.

and i watched as the trailer
pulled away
and snapped the christmas lights
that hung from the door.
and i wondered
how i could ever
tell anyone
that my home
was
gone.

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"COTTONWOODS"

one day in traffic
snarled to a stop
at a red light,
the cottonwoods
on northwest highway
erupted

and the seeds fell
throught the air
like summer snow,
magic,
rebirth drifting...

and i rolled down
my window, and
reached out with
my hand...