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Park bench

under a cicada



One of us listens, one of us

Family court

a pooling in the child‘s eyes

…being brave

Clouds mingle

soaking into the forest

the smell of leaves

Between boulders

the canoeist bails

some rapids out

Bed of sunflowers

absorbing bags

of blood and bone

Harvest

a row of cabbage heads

pops out of the fog

Padded bar stool

her long green iced drink

alone

This scent of rain

breaking out

the frog‘s urge to mate

Mushrooms rise



from the dewy earth

its other hushed births

First Gum leaf

on the knotty branch

…tickling the breeze