Rivulets and Tributaries – Gary Glauber

The unnamed waterways of bygone youth:
that winding iced-over stream of secret winter sledding
dangerous and fast, cold and delicious,
the snaking rill behind the brook park where bullfrogs croaked,

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White Sands – Arthur Sze

                —walking along a ridge of white sand—
it’s cooler below the surface—

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Out at the Mall – Michael Homolka

after Martial

She waltzes by
as if we’d never met
but that smirk
her new petit ami
shoots my way tells all

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