A Shattered Green

Pot decorates the curb. She doesn’t understand
your words. Not used to you
yet—but she says

she loves you. Better
that way. A voice that smokes down
the river around

Mississippi. Floods
or droughts, you’ll let the intro carry you
through block party

barricades—access is yours
in any language. She’ll be brave
with you to sweep it away.

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