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Bridle

I promised to stay steady,

but who knew the rage

of arbors?

Forests, groves, flagpoles,

Stand, we told them. Stay.

When we set up the blocking,

marked my toe-stops with tape,

I can’t describe it—

how my shoes abrade,

fit, like casket.