A day in Bonito

Today I sat outside.

Wrote.

Walked barefoot in the mud to Rio Formoso

Put my head underneath the turquoise water

Listened to the waterfall

and smelled the grass of Bonito

I think of floating down Rio Prata letting the current take

me where it wants

 

 

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