Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Joe Grieco

RELAY


I will shade you dressed in the bark of a mountain oak

I will float you: you’ll think I’m a summer river

I will pretend to be a Cadillac, I’ll drive you to the border while you sleep in the back seat

I will be grass and you will go barefoot

We will sidestep sidewalks, avoiding the pavement, the cracks, the checkpoints

This is the hand-off

Reach for the baton

Don’t drop it


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