Subbing in America through Haiku: Hour 13

Boys and girls on the playground flitting from one group to another like busy working bees. The sound of gravel punctuates their movement like a garbled staccato measure and kicks up the dry smell of dirt. Eager hands dig up mounds of grass and cup them gingerly as they run to the others and plant them in a garden co-op: a well-oiled machine. The transplants wilt quickly.

assembly line work

synchronizing under boughs

of the pin oak tree

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