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| Fun vintage children's book - Circa 1967 :) |
dwelling means to stay
present, grounded in the body
planted in the land
your toes becoming long and thin
longer and longer until no one
can pluck you out
you may have started as a weed
a foreign plant, unwanted and ugly
but you have made yourself at home
in this black asphalt
gray cement
and brown dirt
here you are - you are home
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