for Venie Holmgren
Daily walk, dusk on Maple,
an upwardly mobile family
spots me first.One swoops from jacaranda,
golden-eyed, flashing a death stare—
startles me halfway there.Two more shadows fleet,
cryptically absorb
in cedar tree, harden.I drop, perch low
in my gutter, house dress
riding high; knickers exposed.Humans dwell so noisy—clashing music,
outdoor phone calls,
dinner clatter.Temperature inversion
“THE TAWNIES” by Catherin J Pascal Dunk
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Congratulations, Catherin!
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Thank you editor Nolcha Fox for publishing me again!
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big congrats!
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thanks love!
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oh you : )
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Appreciate the effort put into this. It’s always good to see quality content.
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I don’t know if you’re a bot…but…thank you
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