Category: poems

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  May 8, 2026

  Mango Lover

  May 4, 2026, Ecowriting Retreat Copyright © 2026 by Elonda Clay When I stand near the doorthere is only a trail of pungent sweetness that tells me which direction you are sitting, quietly waiting for me. As I approach you, your forest-faded cinnamon skin Your sun-saturated flesh let’s me knowthe season for our meeting has…