Monday, July 18, 2016

EVERYTHING'S PROBABLY ALREADY ALRIGHT

Sour
grapes

when—there

in the gentle 
and general
island of rain, 

where—

a zillion
little miracles 

are all winking 
back at you 
from 

every 
last verdant 
and twilit square millimeter,

you think—
their

abundance

rather
makes them

cheap.