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ISSUE:  Spring 2012

Nothing is as imperious
as this geranium plant
(except maybe an espresso machine).
You wouldn’t believe that
petals furry as perhaps
don’t take no for an answer.
Branches that work out
enough to impress
the shiny twenty-somethings
in their condominium’s gym.
An odor more determined
than the neon of greeting cards.
The blights and the bugs
that stole all those roses
turn the corner and hail a cab
when they see it ahead.


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