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Lemon (for G)
March 15, 2005    File under: Poetry & Poetics

Hands greased fumbling in the outside sink he handed me lemon halves working one over knuckles and nails grease bubbling up running grease fingers in the drain clink of ice in glasses through the window sharp lemon breeze the lemonade the pie would be waiting there would be stillness expanding the dry throat belated drink sliding down kind of smile what we didn't say my grandfather his clean hands around the glass his gold ring a galaxy sparkle a whole night of stars a lemon skin held to light suns nesting in its pores

Posted by Jake Adam York at March 15, 2005 6:30 PM