The cove
is in a fog;

out on the beach
a meth head
beats his dog.

No one sees
a thing.

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Selected byJordan Trethewey
Image credit:Ayla Verschueren
Starr
Starr

Pushcart Prize-nominated Poet, 1990; 6th Place Finalist, Massachusetts Cultural Council Artist Grant Awards, one-thousand dollar award recipient, 2002.