David, Sasha, Anthony

seemed natural
ten years ago
to be at the pool hall
drinking coke
with secret rum
not worrying
about climate
AC blasting
to beach tunes
Fresh Prince remixes
windows open
to the dust we
every day inhale
body sand
at the foot
of warm oceans


(originally published in River Poets Journal, Winter 2019)

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