Tag Archives: Hoa Nguyen

We ate outside                       you could smell the ocean
and petrol            Seagulls scream
look for pieces of food or what have you

Go look for pieces the lost
body   Bury that piece                   Clams
and their rich stomachs
at Little Neck

What kind of ode is this

She moulded human images
out of wax and spices

We eat pretend desserts
normally chocolate
but sometimes pickle cake

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