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May 12
Those mounds of dirt you see
on the side of the road
they hatch Dollar Generals
Brick and mortar emerge fully formed
from the shell of the mud and gravel
Detergent and oreos
coexisting on the same shelf
that spawned overnight
A new place to shop on every corner
with a sense of deja vu
Written by
Madeline
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