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Long walk in twilight. Despite the two storms churning their energies in the gulf. Despite the virus. Despite the despites. Humidity rising over night.
874. Small of my back: his blunt fingers, warm with rising fall of mosquitoes.
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873. From the village bridge marked no jumping— three boys leap into the unknown.
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871. Paring nails in the kitchen sink; yet another wasted afternoon.
872. Trimming my nails down to the quick— proof of being awake and aware.
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866. Brief metaphor of the year: beside the picketfence, a dead sparrow.
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295. Days of quarantine leave these village streets without a persistent voice— and yet, this sudden milling congregation of cannas!
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865. silence between words— between the momentary arc of hummingbirds
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856. nextdoor, five teen-aged boys shoot their firecrackers over fields of dry grass
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855. after reading another chapter, she creases back another page
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854. that darkhaired boy in school, the one I secretly loved—
what was his name?
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846. Near midnight, an unexpected frost burns through the oleanders.
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836. razor burn along my lower lip; seven cranes midflight, heading east
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851. out of bed, stumbling in early morning light; face pale in the mirror
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850. the mention of your name—my ring finger trembles—a drunk moon rises
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849. a trio of young mayflies suspend from greening growths of cactus strands
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848. it has been over a week since the last haiku entered this warm house
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847. in his sleep, wrapped in fresh bedsheets, he breaks wind— the night doesn’t say a word
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845. listening to the silence of the rooms near midnight— but then, a mouse
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