Snapshot Poem 22 July 02026

                  France recorded 5,700 more deaths than 
usual during its historic June heat wave.
The Associated Press

I sit on my bed in the cool
of the morning, putting
ink on paper.

My black & white cat cries
at the window. We both
hope this cool

lasts through the day.
Day after night after day
deadly heat.

We suffer our own
detritus. It beads up
on our skin.

Wet bulb. Now we know.

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