When Cicadas Sing

When cicadas sing, I sing along

One word: Summer, Summer. Summerrrrrr.

At the edge of the garden

is where I heard them first.

Me, pulling weeds;

Them, one-word sing.


If they have a word,

so can I.


Writer. Writer. Writerrrr.

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