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by Kari Rudd
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Long before we ever
discussed the art of
fitting books on tabletops,
Before we assembled
custom hangar boxes and
developed a discerning
eye for pallets,
You were a little dinosaur.
It would be many years until
you tried to abandon this country,
then returned
to make the Twin Cities dance
And to screw together
a cheap coffee table
with me.
All tail,
sulking at Grandma’s.
Did nobody tell you to take off your shoes?
An impossibly young,
exasperated,
vampire was
crouched at your side.
Soon after,
she probably left
to have a good time.
I bet you ate candy
and learned
how to beat me at cards.
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©2020 by Kari Rudd
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