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Somewhere In These Woods

For Marty

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A diamondback rattler

sheds her skin on the path.

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She rubs her nose over

sticks, rough red rocks–

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slides and curves across

the moss of fallen logs.

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Bit by bit, she exposes

those black gems

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slick with the newness

of a thicker rhythm.

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She will not transform

into puny blue wings.

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Undulating muscle

will become

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a six-foot long

version of herself.

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Queen of venom,

born again

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in dead pine straw,

she will multiply

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then curl up, unseen,

in puddles of sun

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sleep with her eyes

wide open,

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flick scents of dinner

beside gopher holes.

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Yesterday left on the trail

like a crumpled up note:

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somewhere in these woods,

she grows bigger every year.

-Julie Buffaloe-Yoder

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Juvenile Copperhead in a Carolina river (photo taken by Julie).

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