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by Jessica Hornik


Because it rained all day, everyone grew sad.
Those already sad grew sadder.
The cupped blossoms of the wild strawberries
broadcast through the fields
drained as quickly as they filled,
while we were filled up
and kept on filling, like clocks ticking
after the end of the world.

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