Sunday, September 03, 2006

Ode to first feelings of Fall

"Ode to first feelings of Fall"

The tiniest hairs
Along my arms
Stand on end
To go outside

Cool and wet
The world is today

The first cicadas
And dead leaves
Belly-up on the path
Flapping wings
Until beaten to death

Buzz buzz

The world is
Cool and wet today

A line of Canada
Going home to
My own womb
Spread the sky
Like a tilde
Above some seƱorita’s
like the trees:
los arboles

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