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chewing what she pulled from
 
the lawn insects shickandshickandshick, pause
in the sticky weeds she licked the end of her braid
 
the milking shed made her faint smelling bleach and
cheese and vomit from the wet concrete the suck
 
suck suck of the machines metal, rubber fingers
on the cows’ tits don’t worry, they can’t feel it
 
heavy breath, grunt of the animals her older cousins
pinched her neck she cried stop and rubbed the bruise
 
drifted through the fallow field to the faucets at the
screened-in porch, knelt and put her mouth
 
on the iron bitter spigot with its hot water
 
welts rose on her calves, thighs
from some tiny thing, biting and persistent
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