ninety percent of American homes have air conditioning

Posted on July 21, 2022 by Puff Of Smoke Poems

is one new thing I learned in this heat wave

here, instead—
wind and maple tree
sing their green summer song
cooler than jazz
cooler even than the oscillating fan
rattling away indoors, humming to itself

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