rubber ducks were in the river oh it was a game

it was a game youth I walked across the bridge
above the canal to burlap fields we ran to sun
static the radiation the gravity aged us it agitated
us swish-swish in the darkroom and developed
into smudges a shake of camera to the window
to blur what we were


(originally published in Uppagus, 2019)

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