An alligator
laying in the weeds,
posing perfectly,
silently asleep.
Painting en plein
air,
birds’ song in the
breeze,
sun glistening off
his pointy pearl
teeth.
Is there another
one,
one who’s watching
me,
an alligator
opportunity?
by:
Paula D. Nevison
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