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poetry by j matthew waters

counting UFOs


we were relaxing in the future
sitting on the edge of a pier
our legs dangling above the waves
motioning toward us
like clockwork

it reminded us of an ocean
but wondered
what the locals call it
curious whether or not
they name their bodies of water

soon the second sun would rise





october two thousand twenty-three
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