Round Trip

I flew back to Georgia
To memorize southern daybreak
Awake in feather pillows
To not forget a displaced mother, late night kisses
The times when humidity unhinged the mind
And sponged up sadness.
The sun provided shadows to hide behind
The air, it loved, it stuck to skin, it filled up mouths
Like velvet.
Thunder applauded sweat.
Insects pregnant with heatbuzz swarmed
Till they drowned in the electric whine of air conditioners and Iced Tea, sweetened.
I spoke to the…

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