May 6th:
Hens survey their more familiar lawn
for scabs left unpecked
While the boys wander into the cool green thicket.
May 7th:
One waits to fly.
May 8th:
What is this curious flavor?
The leftovers are gone.
He brushes ruffled feathers from his shoulders
before the answer lands on his Levi’s.
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