poetry: results 1–11 of 11

Scallop of the top lip crowned in points, full pout

of the lower lip, teeth even ivories, an aristocratic mouth.

Before alar and DDT and GMO's, she was a red stone

in a cling peach whose stem was an aromatic mouth.

Gone grazin'. You Boch-drunk. Clink of spoons on sunglasses—