MY HEART BROKE AS HE TRIED TO SHARE THE WATER WITH ME.  I encouraged him to drink more.  All of it.  The ice was melting fast inside the insulated bottle.

It was 111 degrees,
I was the idiot on a bike ride.
He was trying to survive,
collecting cans and bottles.
No english.
No spanish.
But sounds,
yes, sounds for sure.
He emptied the bottle,
I rode home.


a fire burns in the distance


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