marshall
trail
smooth gray
pebbles
small sharp
cindersa few loosely sunken cobblestones
indigenous black topsoil
a mixup like a stew
spread by unnatural selection
crossing over mountain bike tire tracks
where the trail divides and pushes on through
like a reprieve from a heat wave
a large doe
springing to her feet
long leaps across
oak maple ash
leaning into a soggy hillside
to catch the sky
deepest blue
--- e b bortz
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