Poetry

firm-fleshed red pendulous breast nipple hardened into promise in seed curled green fetus the cashew hangs longs for the sharp white teeth of girls their tiny perfect tongues licking its …

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for Mimi Khalvati The air thickens, already more than half in summer. At the corner café, girls in T-shirts laugh in summer. The city streets, crowded with possibility under spring …

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