i moved to africa in the month of july
i was eating bowls of rice by 7:00 am
and got used to it real quick
rice and beans
water to drink
lunch at 2 pm
i started walking to get around town
my shoes got covered in red dirt
my thighs got a good work out
up the hill
down the hill
back and forth through town
i do my laundry on the weekends
scrubbing by hand in a bucket
hanging them out to dry
pull and stretch
wring them out again
leave them on the line
i used to be meticulous about style
before i left home in july
that was when my khaki pants still fit
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You make-a me happy. I was trying to figure out if that was a haiku. It's not, right?
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