Alphabet for a Mid-Sized City

But Thanks to a Community of Poets, I Grew Into the Central Valley—and This Agricultural California Region Grew Into Me

Alphabet for a MidSized City

Arable
The land around coaxes out
almonds, apricots, walnuts.
At 3 a.m., the call to irrigate.

Bone
We work our fingers to the bone.
We are bone-tired.
C’mon, throw the dog a … .

Coonhounds
When sirens scream past,
the next-door dogs respond with all the sorrows
of the world in their voices.

Dalliance
Wind in the ash trees,
snail in the basil,
your hand in mine.

Ecogeographic
Hot afternoons everything slows.
The air currents, the spin of the …

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