A Daily Self-indulgent Postcolonial/Feminist/Poetry-in-Progress/Culture Blog
Monday, May 28, 2018
Summer
love
like a holiday
(the British holiday)
(ok, although perhaps
holy as the American too)
seeing it unfurl in your face
feeling it come to fire in your touch
hearing it in your safe, sea-like sibilance
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