Provision

Fresh snow—
the child fills the trailer
of her toy truck.

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Packaging the cold ground meat,
my hand turns numb.

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Netted tight & stacked
by the American Legion,
the unsold firs.

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A barn cat by the compost
hisses in defense of eggshells.

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The creek at dusk:
doves crowd in to drink
from the dark water.

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Christmas Eve, & sleep’s in short supply
as sleet ticks on the windows.

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