CONEY ISLAND
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December 29, 2008, 12:41 am
Filed under: Bread City, Brooklyn, Coney Island, Poetry | Tags: Brooklyn Poetry
Filed under: Bread City, Brooklyn, Coney Island, Poetry | Tags: Brooklyn Poetry
Wire trash cans swarmed
by bees, hair gets salty
in the breeze then sunset sand
and quarts of beer
men stand fishing on the pier.
Fire crackles hot and dry
red waves lap closer
reflecting the sky.
photo by Nicholas Breslow
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