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Barbara Hendryson lives in the barrio of Menlo Park, California. When she’s not writing poetry, she teaches English as a second language, makes custom walking sticks, and grows culinary herbs.
Walking to the neighborhood store, / my small, beautiful dog / straining at his red leash, and I / in my big winter jacket / against an April freeze and this / light battering of rain — / a young man approaches us, can / of beer and a Lotto / ticket in his hand.
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