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The speaker of the poem runs through the woods to
A. get far away from the snake because she is afraid of it.
B. catch the snake so she can bring it home to keep for a pet.
C. show her father she can move as fast as a blue racer.
D. get home a little more quickly because she is very tired.
Walking stick in hand,
my father rustles the brush,
stirs up life
beneath the dead leaves
then pauses
to poke at the underbelly
of a snake,
its skin stretched tight,
body limp.
"Blue Racer," he says.
He grabs the tail as it pulses and twists to life.
It slips from my father's hand
like water
and streaks off through the woods,
under leaves
over stumps
a blue whip of a tail
glinting in the sunlight
Suddenly,
it turns over and lies again,
motionless.
My father pulls my hand and leads me
past the white scar of a snake carved into rotting growth.
"If you can't go as
fast as a Blue Racer," he says, "the
next best thing is playing dead."
The thick blue veins in my father's hands
pulse and twist. My hand
slips from his, and I run
faster, faster, faster
his voice calling to me,
echoing in the trees.
