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  Marci Rae Johnson
   
      Hide and Seek

Shadows float on the sunburned grass
trimmed tight against grey stone
where I crouch like a statue
behind great-grandfather's grave
  motionless,
not daring to take a breath --
sun swarming between the trees,
the sound of late summer bees

and my own heart beating
under hands, pressed
to silence it.

 


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