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the other dragged and placed

in the adjoining low crook, the other's body

a precise mirror of the first. The eyes were closed,

the fur smooth and precisely the colors

of autumn, a little warm to my touch though the bodies

were not. The fur was cells telling themselves

to spin to keep her warm to stand

and hunt and keep. It was a red

autumn leaf on the forest floor, but

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it was a blooded brown leaf, and another, because

they dragged the bodies to create a monument

to domination, to the enormous human,

and if I bore a child who suffered to see this,

or if I bore a child who gladdened to see this, or if

I bore a child who kept walking, I could not bear

it, so I will not bear one.

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