Shannon Castor Him and the Dog

Him and the Dog by Shannon Castor

Him and the Dog She stands birching Towards river Black metal liquid Sweating paper Southeast Her pepper white skin flapping Cinnamon into the wind The insects detour the trail of deterrent Caught on a different path Antennae tangle with confusion Their multiple facet eyes Cast diamond suns, garnet imaginings To the dog panting on the porch Its lapping lazy tongue sinks cool Into slobber water Splashes the bare soles of the gray beard Rusted owner Tin stone he sits heavy...

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