From the bridge in view of the house I threw every gift you gave me.

THROWN BY HEATHER DERR-SMITH

34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 08

I saw a house being carried down river

It started in one place and ended in another

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The snows of June: fields of Ox-Eye Daisies

submerged—

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From the bridge in view of the house I threw

Every gift you gave me: shawl

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Of pink rabbit fur and framed photograph of my daughter

In the descending sunligh…

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