Nebo
sale e pepe a crisp little pepper pun, coating our teeth, lips
On the Northern Avenue Bridge
darkly haunted, hoarse, thousands of redcoats incensed — lobsters, tea, sink, sunk
Avana Sushi
birthday gluttony; twenty-five years wrapped in flesh, softbound and salty
Olecito
meat cheese spice bread crunch rustle hot in my hand, foil, pickled onions bright
Bondir
bubbling quiet, glow, lace, fire, birds underfoot, a home for wand’rers
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