Elder Steve was our neighbor – E.S. as we called him – and across the narrow street from our porch, he resided. We were 3 bro-migos in our mid-twenties, and E.S. was maybe 35 to 40 years our senior. A relic in the area like a rust covered beach cruiser, locked up and forgotten.

Heavy equipment, near River,
made a developer’s dream reality.
The woods’ edge a slope,
in brush, feeling stings, swatting bees.

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