our hands
were swollen
finger balloons
each a shiny red
skin -
pulled tight
surface -
smooth
our mouths caught
a collection of:
concrete
chamomile, dry brush
manzanilla
horse shit
dust ridden
Pacoima heat
shoulders rounded
hands on our hips
we walked
stretched beyond our means
we ran
to the dam,
damn.
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