"...you said, “Here’s for the sapper.”
but how could i know that’s a soldier
defusing landmines, while all the time
it was the maple sap we boiled into syrup
heart-tracks in the snow..."
Sapper by Richard Grahn https://medium.com/the-mad-river/sapper-7d8ab343ee73
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