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Kemel Zaldivar – 2 Poems

Kemel Zaldivar
2 Poems
Ararat

All of a sudden, forty cobras
hurried out of the bush.
The hikers ran.

We sat on a log
a quarter block away.
The bush had hissed for days.

One click cocks the hammer,
one click drives it home.

A blast, and forty snakes,
ran as if on legs, at legs;

and forty quail
fled the cedars,
forty plovers dove.

Remember my sweet
the years in the wastes
so long ago?



Slip ’n Slide

Twenty-nine foot yellow tongue speeding tickles down my belly we believe in
June.

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