Let's Talk

about this.

Now, pour yourself a drink, a stiff one.

Your comments, please.

Let's Talk - Part Two

Me, today

Crushed mint in my fingers
the hedges spaced for slivers of sunlight
The wind in the palms and the rustle of the dead
fronds
draped over wires
too attached to let go even when yanked
hanging
a dragonfly sits for minutes
on the tip of a lemon branch
its heart in its transparent, webbed wings.