Poems · poetry

“The Devil Is In The Details”

“The Devil Is InThe Details”

Itchy red mosquito bites.

Long, unending summer nights.

Chirping birds, before sunrise.

Spiderwebs, stuck to your eyes.

Humid haze, choking ease.

Public pools, so full of pee.

Sitting out on the stoop.

Rolling boil, summer soup.

Ice cream melting down my palm.

Ginger kisses linger on.

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