Read a poem by another poet written
on the same day:

local produce

a small cheat so as not to

deprive or a sick girl

getting sicker or married

lovely. the tomatoes were lovely

and the intricacies of light

so intricate. history so delicate.

no evidence to the contrary, no
objection from the peanut gallery
no hex no disingenuous indigent
narration to hinge the times into
smooth sequence. which isn't.