April First

What tricks
will the day play
on her, she wonders. And she wonders

which former
lover will seep
through the retaining wall. One from here

or one from back east.
Those two in California
were not always so far west. She’s not

a humorless bitch.
She repeats. Not a humorless
bitch—just because she’s not

laughing with the day.

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