We arrived frazzled and then we
cleaned up. Pretty
fantastic from
a small distance (koi fish nearby),
helping with the move from Oak-
land to Vallejo. He
was smoking
and sometimes I got a little back
and forth from his creeping flirts.
Suggesting I couldn’t handle him.
Wait, I’ve been preparing for this
all day, side by side, listening to
the traffic. I walked
all the way
over here (he suggests or hints).
Now there are two mallards.
In
the distance is Lincoln Drive,
I guess. And Russian
River.
