on a narrow strip of beach
brought a new year
into focus
where they all came from
isn't so important
as where they might all be going
young ones in floatation
old ones creaking on beach chairs
hurricane
season may be hiding
but there's a
tornado or threein the midwest
our floods are coming home
to roost
every kayak a life boat
a mangrove
becomes our nest
the sun
squeezing inequals a puddle rising up
an uneasy equilibrium
won't dry the clothes
a swarm of
needle fish
dive below the
piera fishing line and pelican
shake off entanglement
there are no absolute destinations
--- e b bortz
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