I have a new poem up at Sundog Lit…

No Better than Any Other

Yesterday, I watched a girl in City Park
pull out her camera and wait for an egret

to skim away. Patience, I thought. The bird
left. The girl clicked then turned to rummage

through the ash atop a trashcan.
Even if I could tell you, you wouldn’t want

to know, how many butts she pocketed.

read the rest at Sundog lit.


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