the difference between a cliff and a bluff
is carefully explained to me
over the rhythm of twigs
snapping underfoot — something do with steepness
moss clings to the bark, nearly neon
eyes focus and tune to
the far away layers of ferns and trunks
open slowly, like a pop up book
retrievers and collies run rings around
the children invincible in their galoshes
layered up locals scan the coast
piously in silence
such a sweet surprise end there <3
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