Blood Moon by Matt Amott

She and I
climb the hill
to watch
the Lunar Eclipse.
Upon the blanket,
empty bottles
swept aside.
Kisses so deep,
we barely notice
the moon

MATT AMOTT is the co-founder, co-editor and photographer for Six Ft Swells Poetry Press. He wanders around the Pacific Northwest and his turn-ons include: Pre-1978 custom Dodge vans, OP/Lightning Bolt apparel, shirts with numbers, cords, heavy fuzz, deep Blues, heart-wrenching Soul, record players, CB radios, postcards, Kung-Fu movies, Logan’s Run, hitchhiking, patches/iron ons and longboards.

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