Poet Laundry

  summer that year was a beauty dry and hot we pulled our hair back in ponytails licked popsicles and sipped water in between games dandelio...

  I saw it sitting on an old pickup tire, a butterfly with sugar on its wings,   as we were wading through weeds up to our wai...

Stretched out on the grass looking up at the stars, hands tucked behind their heads, feet crossed at the ankles, bellies full-- ...