slinky sliced-up jeans
she takes a long drag– exhales
are kids still doing this
dump truck rumbles by
fumigates the bicyclists
pedaling behind
hidden in my flesh
bones of ancestors
marrow of karma
vigilant grandma
herds him along the playground
sprinting after him
beggar children bow
offering mud pies
the buddha bows back
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