after Midnight on the NY Subway by Justin T
Mom's purse hangs a
heavy slap to hold to hold to
Filled with leaves
and crying boys and
the smack of lust walking downstairs below you
Tuesday poem #571 : Anna Reckin : Linearity
6 days ago
AFTER-WORDS : Response : imitation : riff : homage : voices in dialogue : lines spidering between authors : letterspace : connectors : weavings : sound-offs : TEXTUAL PING-PONG
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