When I was 21, I was in love
with someone I shouldn’t have been.
Rummy
on that mysterious Aztec-gold smile,
and featherlight promises
of pieces of eight—
until I got savvy by getting my sea legs
shanghaied on a dead man’s chest.
© 2025 Jennifer Wagner
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Love it! Rummy, aztrec-gold, black sparrows, pieces of eight... I want to see more or at least watch Pirates of the Caribbean with you.
ReplyDeleteis it talk like a pirate day yet? :)
ReplyDeleteHard to ignore those Aztec-gold smiles. I am in love with that artwork btw. Where did you find it???
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