before she moved on,
she usedto whisper to the farm animals.
i'd see her
down
by fence,
talking to goats,
or horses
an occasional cow.
i could see her lips
moving from
the window
as she stroked their
backs
or heads
i'd watch her in long
conversations
with
chickens and pigs
saying things she never
said to me.
it worried me
for a while, but no more.
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