Barefoot

J.D. Harms
Nov 1 · 1 min read
Photo by Karly on Unsplash

Practicing my role
in a game
that sends your bare legs
disappearing
through the tent flap

In a moment
there’ll be something to say…

In a moment
we can leave the mosquitoes
& fireflies to their
nighttime visions

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J.D. Harms

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