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I won’t remember
There’s no cell phone
Night not for sleeping
She’s early
Getting rid of stuff
Wrong. Handsome young man
This: There I sit on the back porch
Who did I have this conversation with
Ramona still out
Surprise: Ramona is back
Señor Es-Tarr
Flick on the porn channel
A knock on the door
I lie awake in the recliner
Tell me your name again
Day bleeds into night bleeds
Hi, I’m Kevin
The rooms glow
Time does not fly
The wind lashes
Afuera, afuera, commands Ramona
Lonche, Señor Es-Tarr
We met when I was six or seven
A waxing moon
Rancorous bilingual negotiations
You give everything
Jonathan’s day,
Sun at last
Raining again
The rain it raineth every day
Comes finally a brilliant clear day
Lonche, Ramona announces out the front door
Hazy, balmy night
Returns at last the god
Inexplicably in a merry mood tonight
Terence, impetuous youthful mistake
Victor, she says, mi sobrino
I awake daily
The beauty of night
I may have stopped eating