I started this poem after talking with friends about the intersection of health and language. I'm in my backyard, which I endearingly call a mulch pit after multiple failed planting attempts. Someone can serve a purpose even if they can't grow a life.

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Tracy Dimond is a 2016 Baker Artist Award finalist. She is the author of four chapbooks, most recently: TO TRACY LIKE / TO LIKE / LIKE from akinoga press. She holds her MFA in Creative Writing and Publishing Arts from the University of Baltimore. Find her online at poetsthatsweat.com.