SummerZine
The sun was up
Covid came out
Smoke drifted down
I made my way to the shore
Waves came in
Mask was up
Tide went out
I was looking for more
cold beer
fish tacos
air suitable for breathing
And perhaps a different paradigm
Short fun poem about Covid, Quarantine, and the smoke from the California wildfires at the time.
BADATHAS PRESS 
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