This Quiet Pool in “America’s Finest City”
Just opened its belly to welcome strangers:
Independent travelers who rented one another
Baptized in chlorine swimming in street lights.
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Hmm...if pools could talk. Nicely written poem but am confused by the line, playing her fingers with his spine. Would this not make better sense as playing her spine with his fingers?
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Hmm...if pools could talk. Nicely written poem but am confused by the line, playing her fingers with his spine. Would this not make better sense as playing her spine with his fingers?