Thanatosis
My daughter won’t share a room with a spider but cups the giant stink
beetle in her own two hands, shows me how the shell is strong, how it’s
light as the air around it. Bigger than her thumb, she loves how they
move with a slow grace. It’s only playing dead, she tells me, setting it
down on the side of the footpath as if it were a game.
morning dew
every blade
bows to you
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Timothy Green is editor of Rattle magazine, host of the weekly Rattlecast, and co-host of weekly The Poetry Space_ with Katie Dozier. He’s the author of a book of poems, American Fractal, and lives in Wrightwood, California.
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