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Fiddler Crab
The live ones
quick, pop out
of sand holes of their own
crazy-making.
They dig (and
when the sand
is wet) roll sand balls
into piles, a semi-circle
around their hole-door.
In the same way
it’s a ghostly thing, really,
the way they blow
end over end, lightweight
and dead.
[first appeared in Agni Online]
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