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Hard Times

by Melanie Hill


I’m a rock.

Just a rock.

A sedentary rock.


I was warm until

blasting wind

left me with no cover.


I’m a rock.


I was dry until

eroding rivers

submerged my craggy face.


Just a rock.


I had friends until
they crumbled
and relocated to the beach.


A sedentary rock.


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