It’s still too early
the sun hasn’t set
on the marks of our love
or on the crumpled
bed sheets
the still smell of bodies
(yours and mine)
Letter to an imaginative thyroid gland
-
Dear Ms. Gland,
I hope this letter finds you in the
pink
of health
Or at least a few shades
closer to happiness
than you were
after our Monday meeting
that...
10 years ago
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