On Writing

Poem 247 – Last nights of summer

Last nights of summer

last weekend of summer calls for late night windsor pizza
making traditions in chewy dough & melted Galati
stuffing mouths with sweet & salty filling bellies before bed
as the last Saturday of summer vacation slips into
the tomorrow of a new year
that begins in the sultry month
of September – Crayola marker stripes
vibrant, promising, not yet faded from
the press of fingers colouring in
maps of Canada
title pages
plastic caps
loaded with
teeth marks

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