grape like lily pad seeds in a cluster
bursting with the treasure of perfect slime
crawdads breathe their last and stink on the shoreline
the aroma of lake mud pies
liquid cashmere water sand solution
glint of bluegill scales defend a divot of nest
darting confetti of minnows
heart-shaped leaves applaud
the lake has cotton mouth
to shear the cause depletes the shade
a green menace screen of tiny globules
bubbling magma of living fibers
chokes the blue
slick leatherback shells appeared later
in the eyes of a boy
along with the sting of stumps still lodged
in the bottom from when
this was still a hiding place for muskrats
This exercise was to recreate the memory of a place. Introducing Baseline Lake, which I lived on when I was a girl...
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