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America

 



Children playing
in a cemetery,
tormenting
ghost,
visiting their
futures,
learning to
read from
headstones,
"Misss...ter
P...P...Potts?"

Laughter from
inside screen
doors.

Sultry,

shirts cling
to backs

Cicadas throb.
Rolling on grass,
scent of cool
green.

Mosquito
itch
burning.

Cloudless
thunder.
Fire
painting
the sky.
Sulfur
hanging.

Amazement!

Fourth of
July in a
small
town.

Written by buddhakitty
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