entering the mouth
of the tunnel
radio silence
wasps
even if
I’m good
entering the mouth
of the tunnel
radio silence
wasps
even if
I’m good
island sunrise
beach hustlers
set their nets
summer heat
voices in the hum
of the fan
babying
the new begonia
babying me
when it’s not
what you think —
prune juice
reach
of the garden hose —
my world
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