poetry

Red Flags

Red Flags

red flag warning living –
I take the beef out
then put it back
afraid to light the grill,
afraid I’ll become the Old Lady Leary of Louisville
no kicking cow needed

at the flag football game
I look behind me now and then
into the wind
scanning for smoke
planning for egress

today felt like a Wyoming day
all edge and gust
no serenity
nor calm
so much static
no rain near

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