[slightly edited from what i read at the octagon collective open mic wednesday 15 january 2025 with special guest Anna Maria Hong]
observe[r]
Tag: poetry
after the butcher has carved
after the cook has plucked
after the cook has braised
it’s a matter of welcoming
desire moves the hand; pleasure, the mouth
I had to unclog the kitchen sink earlier
I used the hospital grade bleach gel
the venue is called Te Whare o Rukutia now
the notebook and I have returned
its yellow beak pierces my soul and my blood sings
the teens yell about nothing and spit for nothing
cargo pants and sushi at the mall
a young woman knocks at my door
