To a Man by the Pool

Published August 2019 in Mekong Review by Aiden Heung

I’m by the pool, immersed

in the blue memory

of the sea. And he is there,

in shorts, half-hidden in the beach umbrella,

the sun has drawn sensual lines

upon his chest—

It’s a land unexplored, a legend

unread, an erotic joke

to be cracked open by witty tongues.

A beautiful man

worthy of a verse or two.

He doesn’t see me.

With a leap

he descends into the water,

as if into a mirror dignified

by a face.

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