after "Figs," by Amanda Deutch
Strange vines
in the sink
finally I snuck out
to the village
the men all stared at me
trying to write
about africa
with dirty fingernails
blue shared cab
white rice
mint tea moon
meaning fever
Consolations / Christine Herzer
3 days ago
1 comment:
wow. I love this. It is such a beautiful simple distillation of language and evokes a lot without extraneous words.
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