door was never fixed.
i can still hear that violent
slam.
for eleven years,
the dog's
nose and paws,
struck shoes
and boots
pushed
into the wire
mesh
ripping it away from
the wood
frame.
the flies came in.
a feral cat,
a squirrel
or two,
mice crawled through
the hole
and sparrows flew in.
it made life interesting
at dinner time.
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