Unyielding clear light
Angry sun beats alley rat
Into dark shadows
Waffle cone, point up
Melting chocolate ice cream
Concrete stained with tears
Laughing, mud-caked child
Huge bite of juicy melon
Smiling cheeks dripping
Sparrow feeds her chicks
Nest atop tilted ladder
Foreman thinks of home
Speckled willow shade
Sleeping woman, book on chest
Sunburnt arms and face
Cool and thin dusk air
Stay a while, here, with me
By fireflies’ light
As most of my fellow pseudonymous Substack Notes users already know, last month we lost Koshmarov, one of our own. Kosh was a poster’s poster, a complete maniac, constantly online, endearing, charming, unpredictable, entirely himself. I miss him dearly and remember him fondly. May he rest easy.
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