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under the sun’s leaping glance
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escape is a door
the road away from things
small palapa on the sand
he (of any number of he’s) I’ve known them all
hustonian
arrival in yelapa whole
blank pages
shuttered terrace
jungle horses
they arrive
slip silver charms around your ankles
your wrists
you dance
the moonlight sings over water
love, less chance for it now
the release
the leap off cliffs
the sea heaves
chaff, the boca of bitterness
the lost harness, and the bit of marriage
under the sun’s leaping glance
you walk out, unharnessed sunlight
your laugh caresses the sky
you say, I can find the strength inside to leave this
you walk out
released
moonlight
the birds circle
there will be no one until the next arrives
his grin long and lean
limbs tensed
smile like a cocked bow
your arrowed heart
VALENTINE BONNAIRE - WRITER 