bloom or almost

does this look like a marsh?! i say
in the strawberry beds

to both tookie and baigz
while discussing the mallow flowers
in bloom or almost
_______
when i close my eyes
i say

i see smartweed
(which apparently is a side effect of
the hours and hours spent
ripping smartweed from
lookfar beds
specifically tomatoes and tomatillos)
_______

whine/hum of yellow
what-is-assumed-to-be
crop duster plane
zooming over
again
again
back and forth
_______

silvery carp scale
in emory’s hand and i
pass it along to tookie
looks like a contact i say
_______

post-swim draped
up in apple tree we pass
green sour fruit around
taking tiny teeth-scractch bites
_______

kittens nuzzled around
my neck
ear-purring in stereo
slight lightning glowing above us
through corrugated roof

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