Word Choice (13)

The evening’s mystery began

with peculated public money,

a scarred elbow,

children filling jars

with tomatoes

and frogs.


Of course, steam rose

from the ground,

Hot from the sun

but wet from an afternoon

sprinkle. He buttoned up

his raincoat, lit his pipe,


heading out into the night.


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