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Nightfall
Lorraine Caputo
Metal store blinds grate
closed. People retreat home. The
wind quickens, whirling
acacia pods &
apamate
tree flowers,
dirt & litter ’round.
Mimosa-colored lightning
shudders across the river.
Then the rain soddens
the city, plunged into a
lightless & mute night.
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