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This is poem #26 for the November Poem-A-Day challenge. Today’s prompt was to write an “on the run” poem.
the salmon come back every year
looking for love — or at least life —
in the same place they found it last year
I always thought I was a human
and I’m not all that strong a swimmer
but apparently these are scales
and I am traveling upriver
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