poetry and prose by stephen chute
Saturday, August 16, 2025
a yard full of chickens
i wake
up to the sound of chickens
and a rooster
next door to me,
in the small yard where
we share
a chain link fence.
i see them pecking frenetically
at the ground.
such good neighbors.
later, i'll go over to return
a hammer,
and borrow some eggs.
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