Two Poems

Why I Want to Be a Docent at the Creation Museum in Petersburg, Kentucky


My neighbor’s daughter was born with a gill on her neck.
Just the body remembering how it used to be, a doctor said.
Nothing a little surgery won’t fix.
In family photos we are never smiling all at once.

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