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a sip of poetry

by tea solon
Ode to Madagascar Almond
dmitri
you asked what completes me and i answered
my own
unmade by the alphabets of your spells, Pablo
slope point
palpable romance
kelsey
ode to autumn
lucien
Mị̀ pĕnrị. no matter.
Love Letter to Vietnam
i thought of you
i close my eyes and
prayer to poseidon
corazon
i return to my self everyday
dew
river
gadam writer’s block
writing poetry in my mind while backriding on a scooter
that encounter with you while riding on a bike
i want your kisses to be mine… only mine

visceral warmth

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