TEA & ORANGES
TEA & ORANGES THAT COME ALL THE WAY FROM CHINA
My childhood bedroom turned mauve when Leonard
began serenading Suzanne obsessively into the wee hours
The room where my black standard poodle chewed a hole in
my bed Where I hid my stash and purple prose as Leonard
morphed into Joni who wafted out the window when the air was thick
And fathers returned to suburbia at night only to watch their
arteries harden and their dreams evaporate on the sizzling screens of new tv’s
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Winter 2012
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