Friday, January 8, 2010

January Dumpster

christmas ribbons
and wrapping paper
drape dead bambi,
never made.

"Nice rhythm," says Virginia. "I could dance the canoe step."

"Don't tell me you were in Boy Scouts," I say.

"No, but my dad was," she says. "We'd dance around campfires on our section hikes."

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