drought: tanka
dust bowl sky
exhales two raindrops
broken promises
brown leaves fall early
ground scattered with rust
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too much rain
after two months of drought
there’s two months of rain
the garden is muddy
I can’t dig potatoes
weeds grow tall
I can’t pull them
more rain pours
primes the muck
I walk and sink
no time between raindrops
no sun burns the mist
no wind dries the soil
I can’t dig potatoes,
and they rot
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Date Published: March 8, 2017