6AM. Polk County. The sun grinds over the edge
of the phosphate plants. Concrete
is everywhere, everywhere that is not grey
is black asphalt, already oozing in the heat
of the phosphate plants. Concrete
neon-decked bodega, pickups pulling in
on the black asphalt, already oozing in the heat.
Brown men pile out of the beds, heading in
to the neon-decked
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