Ginyu 6

April 12, 2019 § Leave a comment


soaking in the jar for three days the beans are pink and ready to split


my face is a trapdoor spider candy foil floats along the dark train floor


“aren’t all prophesies self-fulfilling?” sugar written in spanish


for just a moment my sense of smell returns the bewildered elms


feeling a bee the coins in my hand flash in the sun



Chris Gordon

March 20, 2000




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