Unearthed

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Abstract

omes out to dig a grave for the pony but it is not where I think it should be instead of at the homestead it is next to my urban garden remains of heirloom tomatoes tangles of dried vines I had planned to sow kale in autumn a gardener’s embarrassment I didn’t know we had people coming over for my mother’s pony’s funeral at first I panic — confused about where the dirt went from the digging there was only a hole with the cold body of the gentle animal my son’s fi

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rst experience riding a horse the patient eyes closed just gone as is our ceremony my shovel finds the pile and I take my turn to help bury and say goodbye my eyes pan out to the scene is a memory of another dream real life or a dream or both I awake with the fear of familiar so close to where I hid something too close to not have unearthed it</p><p id="668b">© <a href="https://readmedium.com/samantha-lazar-c5019b3dee5e">Samantha Lazar</a> 2019</p></article></body>

A Poem

the dream again variation on a theme the back hoe comes out to dig a grave for the pony but it is not where I think it should be instead of at the homestead it is next to my urban garden remains of heirloom tomatoes tangles of dried vines I had planned to sow kale in autumn a gardener’s embarrassment I didn’t know we had people coming over for my mother’s pony’s funeral at first I panic — confused about where the dirt went from the digging there was only a hole with the cold body of the gentle animal my son’s first experience riding a horse the patient eyes closed just gone as is our ceremony my shovel finds the pile and I take my turn to help bury and say goodbye my eyes pan out to the scene is a memory of another dream real life or a dream or both I awake with the fear of familiar so close to where I hid something too close to not have unearthed it