dirt on the welcome mat

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her secrets are safe
between her toes
she goes barefoot
on mud puddle days
and river-wades
and the wild-sown silents
slosh over and sink ground
dirt brown and so soft
everyone knows the smell
and sound
but nobody looks


We drew the sky in sidewalk chalk

Then walked barefoot

Until the sun rubbed into our toes,

Soft and cool.

You said

Share your secrets on the concrete

And the rain will wash

Each pastel curve

Into the cracks.


Let’s set sail

In a paper boat

Made with love notes

So we can laugh at

Scribbled secrets

And badly rhyming lines

Of silly sentimentality

As we drift along,

Making faces

In the watery mirror

Below our ship

And smiling straight

Into the sun.