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Passion Eddy  

Book two of impromptu trilogy.

  Boys


At a time when the light could diminish
their ill-fitting gymwear and audio headgear

the restless became lesser in scope and calmed.
My heart beat now against the thought of itself

as I conversed with my twelve-year-old daughter:
she opened the car door and left the car

in a fractal exchange that was not urban or high-rise
yet it passed easily through a windshield

surely admiring the sea and its sandy presence;
the several women strolling the palm-lined strand

may have shared a lamentable past—even their fingers
suggested scurrilous things to the boys jumping around
      in anticipation, but not yet longing.



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