The uncommitted
by Jack Galmitz
The Uncommitted
breakers
forming
sand crabs
burrow
her body
the brown
of form
against
wet sand
those umbrellas
you admired
r tied down
now
for rest
Then I came upon
x.
More than like
it
than time spent in prison.
Adolfo what name
was given
two tone grass
to bed in
and
a gudiparan to fly
when you feel
like it
