September marks the unofficial end of summer; so bittersweet.

Quarantine keeps me
Closer in proximity
To my sense of self

After time away
I can see I was being
Way too serious

The doctor postponed
My annual checkup which
Gives me more prep time

The cranberry bogs
It takes a full year of work
For them to bear fruit

I must thank Donald
Before him, folks were thinking
“We solved racism!”

Breonna Taylor.
I wish Kentucky’s AG
Cared about her life.

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