A5, 28 pages, Digitally printed, Saddle stitch, Softcover, 2017

“Dandelions

When they ask her to spit
in a test tube, she dribbles
like pear sorbet.

She never learned to spit
and she never forgets

a pale white sorbet
melting in a cut glass bowl.

And were there dandelions
or did she make it up?

There might have been daisies
or no flowers at all
just splinters, ice and saliva.”

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