Get in the ditch when the plains sky gets green
Let your night vision click in
Listen to the bullfrogs
Wave at the neighbors,
Be aware of your periphery.
Listen to yourself, dear,
Auntie said, maybe she spoke of love,
And trust your gut
And say thank you
For more fireflies this season
Always watch the sky
Smell the earth & air—
My iteration of how
I have to try to live,
My lessons, just blooming
More somehow, amid
A million other
Beautiful ones
I so want
To hear.
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