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The Wet Garden
In the wet garden this morning, I saw a teeny tiny woman made of leaves and herbs, with the orange bloom of a woodland poppy for a hat. When she realized I'd seen her, she hopped behind the slim stem of a trillium. When I bent down to get a better look at what the devil that really was, there was nothing there.
-May 11, 2011
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Jessica Amanda Salmonson
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