Their Love
Kids
reared.
Coast cleared.
Come, Volta.
It’s now or never—
the slow way home by the river,
heart-to-hearts in parked cars, how he’s going to tell her.
Her Art
Don’t
watch
her work.
Don’t tell her
there’s something she missed.
She’s precipiced but not abyssed.
A has-been who never was keeps working just because.
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