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poetry by j matthew waters

you can’t take them with you


I’ve been gathering stones and such
for as long as I can remember

I put them into mason jars
store them in the vacated wine cellar

If I can’t figure out what to do with them all
I’m sure someday someone else will


march two thousand twenty-four
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