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Jul 2018
to walk out of the house
to see the moon
thru a haze
from wildfires far away

to step in
the crackling pile of
leaves
eucalyptus left by my brother

to pick one up
with a broken tip
and smell nothing

my brother
in another river valley
can you smell the trees?
can you see the wind
thru the smoke
BB Tyler
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