the story of island life

Liberated toes

The permeable houses that remind us
sometimes it is hard to know
where inside begins & outside ends

goats nibbling back the rioting jungle

The sea brezes that make
everything windblown seem
alive with salty madness

the holy quiet
of dropping a hook & line
into the deep blue

sucking on fleshy fruit seeds
while sorting the
oceans freshly entangled booty

island laughter

the warm sea during monsoons
fruit bats at dusk
the thud of a coconut falling

the noise of a birds wings
fluttering away at the door
that opens all the way back
to a moment of simplicity

Bicycle riding vegetable dealers
water buffalo riding girls
banana stands

lazy saturday mornings
dominated with badminton
and coloring
with the neighborhood kids