w o n d e r

showers in the eve

There!—a solitary croak;

elusive tree frog

chirping in the trees

to slowly waken my mind;

the body still sleeps

afternoon munchies


“Joey doesn’t share…”


afternoon munchies

octopus dumplings, fish-shaped cakes— [takoyaki, taiyaki—]

“Joey doesn’t share…”

you stood beside me,

your face obscured by the past

I’ve not dreamt in years

we have a new game:

[insert breaking news title]

Onion or legit?

soft breaths in my ear

from lips massaging my name,

urging me to wake

fingering the page,

to trace the words with your breath,

stroking on my tongue



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