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bearssarah k bellstraining soil for the teeth of bears doubtless there is to be found lances rings & woven hide the stone-shine beneath the upper layer will lift your afternoon from evening excavate your animal bones a bone is a branch with no roots no flowers but a mess of vines a bone will not grow beneath grass or mud & bears with their meat hands will not dance under a heavy surface will not dig a muddy hole to swim or to sleep sarah k bell Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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