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Feb 2017
I was still new
to the angel
when I reached
gloveless
into the deer
for the baby
god
froze

mom looked for a large moth
to stick
with a fork, brother

made to strangle
a coat
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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