Stephen Page: Poems

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The Day a Rabbit Fell Out of a Tree In Lot 30, next to the Corn Lot, I started shooting parrots out of a eucalyptus. I hit one on my first shot– it crashed through the branches and thudded head first on the ground. Then, behind me, I heard a flapping of wings and turned around quickly only to see…

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