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Tuesday, October 12, 2010



Life comes to a close
at night as a shovel digs
deep into the earth –
lifting dirt to make a
place for you to live.

At night - she hears a
shovel as sound surrounds
her – her body shivers,
and sweat pours from skin –
moistens her night gown -

It is clear now – as if night
were day – a hole - deep
a man jumps into its’ emptiness
another man tosses a different
shovel which levels the earth.

The land, flat – sides high -
bats fly from tree to tree -
ghosts surround men
digging a space for another

She glances toward a bench
near the oldest part of the
graveyard. And you sit with
your legs crossed, and boots
up to your knees – your hair
has grown - your nails
painted perfectly.

Are you wondering who is
next - or do you know?

Nancy Duci Denofio
all rights resevered

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