dog days of summer

summertime fish jumping
they are high on cotton
cotton’s high in field

yankees to the shore
southerners flee to beaches
where the air is clean

pesticides in pond
four eyes fish trying to escape
smoke from haystack

dogs jump in car
bringing only towel and bone
forgetting sunscreen

hound chow their puppy
barking at every mail truck
passing subaru

eventually arriving
Lee’s Inlet Kitchen
hush puppy dinner

Wing’s Duncan shopping
shelling out shells for sunscreen
walk along beach

first stop salt water
pond where mullet jump for joy
chasing duck warm up

frisbee on warm sand
cooling off sea, shaking dry
barking at seagulls

back to their condo
egg salad sandwich lunch
peanut butter bones

dreaming of dinner
along the way to the beach
barking at mailman

beer steamed hot dogs Lums
one time owner Caesar’s Palace
sixty million

dining Lums a dream
nebraska massachesetts
only two exist

hitching Drunken Jack’s
hush puppies honey butter
vegan sole filet

strawberry daiquiri
watch fishing boats through window
coquille st jacques

Speaking of Myrtle Beach

Hotel Tales

in ninth grade, my best friend went with us to litchfield.the most delicious seafood  at myrtle beach comes from murrell’s inlet, so every night, you stood in line forever.one night at drunken jacks, we waited in line and the hosteess called smith party of six. this man said party of five, one of us died waiting in line.that was the funniest joke, i had ever heard in my life. i could not stop laughing, to eat dinner.it was so true , you could spend your life waiting in line for dinner.you should get in line, before you are hungry.

the next day we were on the beach and this tiny lady bent over and covered her eyes and saluted and yelled down the beach  is that you errin spelling. it was my 9th grade english teacher, from greenville,s.c five years later, one day my fiance and i were fishing at this lake in spartanburg, and this woman came home and said she was the owner of the house and  we knew each other .she was my german,german teacher from greenville  and she hugged me. well she never hugged me at school. in fact she asked me why my people couldn’t keep new york clean.i had never even been to new york.

two years later, in a gift shop in kingstree s.c., my mother in law and i were shopping, when this woman came in and i heard her speaking to the sales person.it was driving me crazy, that i knew her voice and i could remember her calling my name and i could not figure out who she was, all day. my mother in law called people and found out her name and only then did i realize she was my 12th grade english teacher.it was strange seeing all 3 in different towns .