Cloves In Oranges
cloves in oranges
cinnamon and rain
steam condenses
on cabinets and windows
and as tears
on bric-a-brac angels
purely decorative
their existence in
my mother’s kitchen
I never understood
Copyright © Forrest Pasky | Year Posted 2017
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