national geographic

this month.

(every time i see the magazine i think of christmas and marge and bill.)

(( in florida over lunch i called him uncle war hero whom never wants to talk about it.))

i should have referenced margie. (my bad)

i thought should i say aunt 4-H? or aunt national geo for i believe the subscription was probably her idea.

(missed opportunities)

national geographic magazine.

horseshoe crabs have an enzyme in their blood that detects pathogens that could kill mankind.

who knew?

(and whose brilliant mind even set off in this kind of discourse?)

PS: mea culpa

for all the horse shoes we overturned in the ebb tide sands of short beach
spike down-belly-up

to bake to death under the sun.