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ON MY BLOCK
BY MONA LISA SALOY
The milkman sells dream books
And nickel bets once a week.
Never pay much mind
never pay much mind.
Chicken wire fences
keeps out stray cats and kids.
Pecan tree brunches hold clothesline,
Wrinkled sheds, and army blankets
that shade the sun from
big galvanized tubs of shrimp,
Oysters, and crayfish.
Louisiana red clay
Track every living room floor each summer
'til it smokes in red clouds,
When air never cools,
but lights up with fireflies dancing,
Never pay much mind.
On my block,
the heat stick throat
and streams off the banquette
if you spill a hucklebuck
or a snowball cone
Smiling faces from coconut mills
to copper to coffee say,
"Hey now," or "What'cha know?"