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My Envy

Martha Silano

made me ugly
made me sad

made me drizzly
so I called her

over and over
though it was I

who was over
hung out to dry

like the pebbles

I sat on
(my hard-earned prize)

Put the not getting
into a tightly-swaddled bundle

in a pink and lemon-yellow shawl
take the loss and tie it

to the tail of a barn swallow
make a dirty yellow sock

your diploma
the high-tops suspended

from telephone wire your
well-deserved first prize

Martha Silano

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