December 31, 2009

I’ll never forget

the moonlight that night

in Punta del Diablo,

silvering the edges

of New Year’s revelers

dancing past the smug prows

of beached fishing boats.

With whisky on rocks on

a splintered table,

I surrendered finally

to the mosquitos, raised

the white flag, let them have

at me. And you, so happy, so

unbitten, took my picture

with your phone.

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