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Mangrove

Rust colored cirrus clouds are a fishnet emptying of daylight.

Black mirror of river swells as a caiman’s blue-grey head peaks

trailing rouged ribbons of light in its wake. It is drawn

by purple mist watering the whistling of cicadas

by bird-cage of buttress roots fracturing the glow of fireflies.

The sharp clap of a gunshot rifles through the trees.

Accustomed, there is only the faint rustling of limbs,