Seagulls
November 2014
Outside my window,
in the parking lot of the Arabic grocery store,
a hundred seagulls assemble
to avoid the sharpshooting wind off the highway.
The clouds are low down and on the offensive.
Hup two, three, four. Hup two, three, four.
The cockiest male struts
like a colonel among troops
crowded into a pair of yellow-chalked
military…