Favorite Creatures

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The
manta
rays glide through
the sea with ease: rippling
wings propel them: do they dream walk
on dry ground as I dream
of floating
above
trees?

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I
waited
patiently
for hippopotamus
to gape her mouth: a vast pink chasm:
blunt bone teeth: bulk under
water: those
wiggly
ears.