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Belly

by Lauren Goodwin Slaughter

 

I’m tired, she says. We’re sleeping, he says.

Who knew a beginning could be totally quiet.

Leaf-light, footprints, a strand of hair blowing past them.

Uneven bells, the traveling.

Mushrooms pushing from this earth.


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