BLOCK SEGMENT POEMS — SKETCHES

80 Degrees

80 degrees water start to heat there’s no me converging on we dampened air draw some heat from me 80 degrees we’re not in a rush

just a hurricane

This was a quick sketch of a poem I jotted down a few years ago. It was inspired by the knowledge that the water temperature required for the formation of a hurricane is 80 degrees Fahrenheit. At the time, this was meant to be a companion piece to a larger article I was writing about hurricane formation but I scrapped it.

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