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Shed

                                   óBut roughly but adequately it can shelter


In which she whomped
and tamped the earth to make a floor.

Beat a rhythm-rain
of brunts with oar and haft.

Gagged raw wallboards
(gaps and cracks) with chiggermoss with oyster-sacks.

Would some nights leak
a howl.

Rough-rigged a roof
(some type of sail?) from linoleum-scrimp and plastic.

Hacked a (splintery) hole
but hung no door.

Through which Iím put
more nights than notócould I be the flickering in her structure.

Would some nights leak
a howl (a count) a whistling-through.

Iím coiled inside
this shape she wracked and made.


Atsuro Riley

The Threepenny Review

Summer 2017


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