Bath

A tree house built
upon itself
without a trunk
to hug. Painted white,
it becomes a crow’s

nest for spying
those moving
things in the grass. Or,
just blades
someone might make

music with—someone
who no longer lives
in the brick house
on that acre
of land missing a tree.

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