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On a blistered patch of ground,
a place where no water flows,
and nothing green can grow,
there’s something that crawls,
sneaks, and creeps;
but, what – guess,
oh, what – yes,
does it see?

A. R. Frederiksen is a recurring guest blogger here at BnV, and her own writing blog can be found here, where she dabbles in flashfiction/poetry and reflects over the, much elusive, ABCs of writing.