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WALKING FROM PEN
TO PEN:
EACH ONE MUST’VE
BEEN TAUGHT
TO SIT UP
AND WAG ITS TAIL,
COME OVER AND
LICK MY HAND
WITH ANTICIPATION
THAT  I’D
TAKE HER/HIM HOME.

EVEN THOUGH
THEY DON’T SPEAK
ENGLISH,
THEY BREAK
MY HEART
WITH THEIR SHORT STORIES.

AND THE GRIEF
WELLS UP INSIDE ME.

TO THINK
HOW SOME MAN HAS TREATED
HIS BEST FRIEND.

-Herbie
Page created 5/1/09
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