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/sera gamble

Morning

your body wakes me at 6 am

it is down there in the earth under the chalk-blue olive tree

yawn–stir coffee–think of worms in earth rich with food

I go for a walk to say good morning

hello your fingers dissolving to calcium

new weeds that exhale you pollen into air

that fucking prayer for rest didn’t work for either of us

instead I pull up flowers by the root and eat them whole

suck the dirt smiling under my fingernail

Sera Gamble‘s writing has appeared in The Washington Square Review, Tinderbox, Sky Island Journal, Nine Mile Magazine, and in various anthologies. She also writes film and television. Sera is a first-generation American living in Los Angeles with her husband and dog, who also enjoy poetry.

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