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We were sitting by the pool in the shade of the palm trees when a group of penguins made their way across the diving board at the deep end of the Olympic sized pool executing arm stand back double somersaults in perfect succession forming a chrysanthemum shape on the surface of the water conversing with each other the lush tropical weather just north of the border and debating whether to buy a mansion north of the city limits or just reside in the pool's bathhouse for the season while their home at the bottom of the globe underwent major restoration by contractors who couldn't get work stateside and had to go south far south to get a job that would feed their hungry families so they would no longer have to stand on broken brick meridians holding cardboard signs with the words "Anything Helps God Bless" written on them since the penguins already held the monopoly in that market and no one wanted to tangle with a group of birds who could dive and perform water ballet better than their Olympic competitors. |
| Julie Kovacs: I am a resident of Tucson, Arizona and I am an aspiring poet. Recently published poems in Falling Star, Children, Churches and Daddies, The Flask Review, Morsel(s), and Because We Write. email: daryavaush@yahoo.com |
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