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Published: Sun Jul 1 2007
Art by Jin Suk
Fiddler Crabs

The live ones
quick, pop out
_               _of sand holes of their own
_               _crazy-making.

They dig (and
when the sand
_               _is wet) roll sand balls
into piles, a semi-circle
_               _around their hole-door.

In the same way

it’s a ghostly thing, really,
_               _the way they blow
end over end, lightweight
_               _and dead.

Emily Scudder has published two poetry collections, Feeding Time (Pecan Grove Press, 2011) and A Change of Pace(Finishing Line Press, 2007), and a chapbook,_ Natural Instincts_ (Finishing Line Press, 2008). Her poems have appeared in AGNI Online, Sow’s Ear Poetry Review, Jabberwock Review, Mamazine.com, Harvard Review, and elsewhere. She received a master’s degree in theological studies from Harvard Divinity School and works as a library assistant and an activist in the Harvard Union of Clerical & Technical Workers. She lives with her husband and two children in Cambridge, Massachusetts. (updated 7/2011)

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