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    Goat in a Sidecar

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    by Margo Mensing

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    Dorothea Lange, Photograph

    Bound for California

    Oakland Museum

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    Whatever goes must fit in the car   Tied on the top

    or lashed to the side   Perhaps a child must stay behind

    farmed out with an aunt who lives in town 

    Somehow the goat   only a kid   among the chosen

    He has his own sidecar   slatted wood   lashed tight

    to the running board on the passenger side  

    His perked- up ears graze the top of the crate

    Here is the family at the moment they leave

     

    We do not know where they are going   or if

    they arrive   Maybe they turn back in the middle

    of the panhandle   Maybe they find land they can till  

    Maybe she takes a job as a maid 

    and he a handyman   Maybe they end up

    in the movies   building sets for MGM

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