Parading

An owl lands on the side

of the road. Turns its head
of the road. Turns its head
of the road. Turns its head
to look at me going fast,
to look at me going fast,
window open to the night
window open to the night
on the desert. Clean air, —Linda Gregg
on the desert. Clean air,
—Linda Gregg

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