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American Summer
Poems written while traveling.
Summer Romance
We rented a cabin near the edge for the season. Shortly thereafter things careen downhill: the sky grew dark every afternoon and rain courted the night with black sheets. I drank an endless beer and knew everyone at the bar. Played poker in the lodge with women in vermilion dresses and wrote poems in a western slang. I brooded and spat, occasionally I spat at the kids. The wife left. I soon followed, raging with desire. back | ToC | next
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