Pristine views of Port Ann by Abbi-Ann Cohen

Location

Jamaica

He wanted to have something to look at through long legs; the view of Port Ann on the other side.

He admitted to having no one,
and got angry twice.
He always liked her
And liked being with her.

She did not give him pictures.

And that was the first time he got angry.
She left him
by the beach to read his book
To understand himself and others
To justify some feed
Hers or His?

He secretly replied via email
And that is when
She remembered
Why?
He never saw pristine views of Port Ann.

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