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Apprentice to the American Beaver (Castor canadensis)

by Alessandra Simmons

“A beaver resembles a cucumber with a short stem, or a duck with the neck & head cut off, or a ball of yarn, flattened a little.” -Adriaen van der Donck, 1645

It is said the castor
is a kettle, a hatchet,
a loaf of bread.
Enchanted Christians
with fish-tasting tails,
I am your punishment
for knowing too much. Continue reading

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December 29

by Alessandra Simmons

For Don Belton

Sometimes I am mistaken
& I believe the streetlamp

is sunrise. Orange glow breaking
palm fronds. The Midnight Continue reading

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