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teachable, each moment

I tell the dog,
Say it again. And again.
We both know
he heard me
the first time.
I repeat it anyway,
as if he can be taught
to be more like a human—
We who are so divided
that to get our attention
another of our kind
must say our name
over and over
before we listen
before we lift
to meet their eyes

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