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River Salamander

Hannah Kucharzak '13

I must have been a river salamander. Fins, feathers,
and blind. The water is murky to begin with.

In Japan, they called us monsters. They blame the river
for the deaths of childhood friends. Where else

could they have gone? I was six feet long, a smooth
wrestler. I would not bite your line, I swirled

right past and did not know the difference. One thousand
years ago, I lost my tail as I have lost memory.

I am in two places now: where does such spirit begin?

Hannah does poems.

Published by: in Poetry, Volume 68

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