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Less

Less

before

the cup

was

washed

and dried

and put back

in place

it sat

with me

in Panama

taking stock

and weeding out

when up

on iridescent leg

this crab

did climb

out of the crack

in the floor

called, time

where my sole

had sunken

long and low

and in and out

he’d go

out his little hole

and flick some sand

and dart back in

and this he did

time and time again

‘til it felt ordinary

what was at first

extraordinary

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery