i saw… (haiku)

hissing geese charging
protecting downy goslings
i waved and hissed back

six plastered squirrels—
on roads they could not cross (sigh!)—
i did not join them

many hills to climb—
huffed and puffed and reached the tops
i loved the downhills

lawrence, methuen,
salem, derry, manchester,
i, second day, sore:

/stopped!/

a shower never
hurt anyone who cycled
seventy miles. SLEEP!

What I’m Reading:

You were born in a brutalist building.
Rising above a long body of water.
The body, a bypass canal

— Tracy Fuad / “Birth”