poetry
I. mine is coffee foreign on the tongue II. cigarette smoke and bitter olives in brine III. pink sound and dirt under fingernails IV. finding translucent flames inside caves
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I. mine is coffee foreign on the tongue II. cigarette smoke and bitter olives in brine III. pink sound and dirt under fingernails IV. finding translucent flames inside caves
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Really love the enigmatic quality of these kinds of poems. Excellent!
Painted quite a picture with these little ditties .