Smell the smell
It’s not a stench or an aroma or a fragrance
It’s a smell
The smell of hot and rot and life
Good and real – heavy enough to reach out and touch
Breathe it in
Wrinkle your nose
Don’t just smell it, feel it
Heavy and pungent
Like passion and birth
Third world Central America rain and salt water
Clean the air
Life starts over
-Kate Riley
