Poem to Atone for My Lack of Gratitude

 

I wrote a thing while thinking about Mary Oliver’s death and what she might think about the fact that I live right next to a creek-lined meadow filled with beautiful wildlife, but spend most of my free time reading in bed and perfecting my Rick Grimes impersonation.

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