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Tag: tanka poetry

Dried Kisses

after Frank O’Hara nighttime is not blue it is a black olive with a frosted window a sommelier pours thestars … More

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Prelude

After Frank O’Hara on that Friday night you queued up for fried chicken your jacket was beige your reflection softened … More

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the sushi bar

he fucked me at the sushi bar / salmon roe dried like an apricot we rubbed wasabi on our gums … More

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reminders // a tanka poem

she left eyelashes on his mother’s kitchen sink thick brush stroke bristles that he rubs on himself when lust swallows … More

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14:00 hours // Tanka Poem

Tuesday mornings spent supreming a tart grapefruit the cashew segments bleed into his coffee cup his newspaper left unread at … More

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donuts//tanka

just another bite, I say to my therapistthey’re only donutsyou’ve been giving me sugarpills anyway, so what gives?

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stomach//tanka

peaches in jellygive me a stomach ache like loving does to youthe heat makes me nauseous and all I want is to … More

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