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I grabbed her off the vine
this Colorado Potato Beetle
and immediately considered
crushing her in two or three.

The damage she had wrought
was absolute, death warranted.

But I decided to send a message
to the others out there hovering.

I held her by her stupid shell
and dangled her high there
above the earth covered with
dead blossoms and barren leaves.

I brought my face to hers and
I told her very distinctly:
Stay away from my Yukon Golds
if you want to live – you get me?

And tell the others to do the same.
I squeezed so she’d get the point
then released my fingers and watched
her fly away, a tiny ball of copper.

© Chagall 2014