The Two-Headed Calf

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The Two-Head­ed Calf

Tomor­row when the farm boys find this
freak of nature they will wrap his body
in news­pa­per and car­ry him to the muse­um.
But tonight he is alive and in the north
field with his moth­er. It is a per­fect
sum­mer evening: the moon ris­ing over
the orchard, the wind in the grass. And
as he stares into the sky, there are
twice as many stars as usu­al.

-Lau­ra Gilpin