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Lee Potts
Breaking
Adam locked up most of the world’s first
words, bellowing out a name for each
recently fashioned beast before he knew
anything at all. Eve had a favorite
and, arriving later, still knew best what to call it.
As they stumbled together out
of the garden all the names broke anyway.
Each creature was new again. Each slipped away
past them into the tall, wild grass—
some to begin to hunt, some to learn to hide.

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