SandScript 2021

STRANGE WEATHER
Kentaro Herder
for every bird chirping,
there is a brown boy crying
for Coca-Cola
for milk.
if bright brown had to be one name,
I would call it monsoon
where and when a wet dog
turns into mud.
a black shirt drowns in explosion,
bleach is used to tie dye,
a grandfather is still
in war, sun rays abort on beaches.
a jet soars above,
one rock tumbles down a canyon side,
a grandma turns the faucet
of a church sink.
a sheep is hung, and a throat is slit
blood drips into Tupperware,
there is strange weather
in my lungs.
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