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FOUR POEMS by Christopher Kempf

SLEDDING AT HARDING MEMORIAL

It was how humans, the future
will say, entertained
themselves those last centuries
winter existed. Cribs
of dogwood racked
in the side yard. Jarred
fruit. Fat
in our snowsuits, my sister
& I climbed
the huge steps & pressed
our faces to the gate’s
wrought bars.

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