"freeway empty
on Christmas morning—
the space
where the skid marks
change direction"
--Michael Dylan Welch
"Coral Castles
There are coral castles, battlements crumbling
beneath the sea (I’ve heard it said)
before the onslaught · of ocean’s warming,
climate-harrowing. Hand cannot erase
nor tender touch · rebuild those towers,
naught but Time · and Nature, toppling
my own high halls · and haughty pretenses
that I am other · than ocean-tears."
--Tom Emanuel
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