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I Dream About Animals

By Donald Illich

Escaping my window,

I fly with geese over slate roofs,

honk to flocks around me.


I creep over trees, a squirrel

hiding in the fearless dark.


In the grass I crawl up hills,

flutter locust wings, float

as a lightning bug.


My skin is a disguise,

fingers turning into claws,

teeth transforming into fangs.


Then I wake up, take garbage

to the curb. A rabbit stands

in the sidewalk, unafraid.


A deer pauses near the sidewalk’s

bushes, munching on berries.

I return home.


Morning light

stabs me. I feel pinned to a leaf,

a caterpillar in the branches.

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