le printemps: "In the Kitchen", Stacie Cassarino
It’s right before you drive away:
our limbs still warm with sleep,
coffee sputtering out, the north
wind, your hips pressing me
hard against the table. I like it hard
because I need to remember this.
I want to say harder. How we must
look to the road that’s gone,
to the splayed…
(Source: poetryfoundation.org)
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