Independence Day













and I am sweating
in the strawberry patch
you proposed
we weed together
You

had an emergency
I know
about emergencies
my father was always
having them and I
was always suspecting
that the real emergency
was getting away
now
I know
the urgency of calls
I

love wild
strawberries
tiny
undomesticated
bitter and sweet as
they will be
You

want us
to earn
our sweetness


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