Best Meringues Poems
Meringues
The yolks sit alone in the garbage can,
tiny suns extinguished by my own hand.
This is how I learned to hate abundance.
I whip the whites until they stiffen,
peaks forming like Fairy Chimneys
in Cappadocia, soft spires balanced
against centuries of...
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Categories:
meringues, allusion, sweet,
Form:
Free verse