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Late Summer Tanka 2017

In oppressive heat
it swirls, and I realize
why Ash Flies are named:
it gets in my eyes and stings,
and sneaks inside through the cracks.

I stare straight at it,
the red sun, muted by the
sweltering ash clouds.
On my bike, I breathe through my
nose, and try not to cough too much.

Nick Giampietro

Nick Giampietro

Nick graduated from Portland State University with a degree in Japanese Literature and a minor in English, and works as a Software Engineer in Portland. He lives with his wife and dog-of-a-cat.

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