Monday, October 5, 2009

bright room dreams.

barbed wire on the beach

my soaking wet shirt clung
to my body in awkward ways.

"i need to
get in the water, this may be the last time i get
the chance."

my cousin was there.

"why are you
looking at me like that,
and where's the baby?"

my boy, my boy, we just played in the sand.

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