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Three Birds
Ben Onachila

In the roof’s gutter
three birds splash
in water stoppered
by the collection of
leaves and I remember
a moment so long ago:
three children in a tub,
myself and two sisters,
mother hen washing us
down the line from
late summer’s play,
splashing, joyful
no thought to where
we would one day fly.

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Ben Onachila is a poet living in North Carolina. His work has most recently appeared in Creosote, Quiet Diamonds, and Heart. When not reading or writing, he can often be found running the trails of Pisgah National Forest.

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