The Manzanita

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Vallejo

Jade green
rippling water.

Set back on a hill
a house where town fathers

saw whores.
Blackhearts, sailors

drank and ate their fill.
Barbers' razors,

hot towels -- a noon brawl:
blood spilled.
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