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Ron Dragano lives in my neighborhood where he is respected as a poet. He is kind to old people and animals and, apart from that, what he does in his free time is none of my business. We both like squirrels and I like these two poems.
They’re all gone: The sparkly bits -off the old whore’s eyelids, The tiny silken scarvesThat the cats won’t wear, The mirrored honeycombs- buzzing, The doll house on rubber wheels The arborvitae maze -