Abstract
1.
Handwritten notes posted across borders; the memory of his gin and tonic lips travelling my spine. In la ville du quart
d’heure there’s a lover and doughnut shop on every corner—closed shutters above boutiques and restaurants, hearts
drawn in a window’s condensation. We split the rent of a one-bedroom apartment opposite the Italian deli, tracing deep
blue consonants of desire. He takes ciabatta and pancetta to his wife, tells her he got talking to the butcher or had a
coffee at Krispy Kreme. I feel the rhythm of the city in his jaunty three-step home.
Handwritten notes posted across borders; the memory of his gin and tonic lips travelling my spine. In la ville du quart
d’heure there’s a lover and doughnut shop on every corner—closed shutters above boutiques and restaurants, hearts
drawn in a window’s condensation. We split the rent of a one-bedroom apartment opposite the Italian deli, tracing deep
blue consonants of desire. He takes ciabatta and pancetta to his wife, tells her he got talking to the butcher or had a
coffee at Krispy Kreme. I feel the rhythm of the city in his jaunty three-step home.
Original language | English |
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Type | Prose poem |
Media of output | Online |
Publisher | Ink Publishing |
Number of pages | 1 |
Place of Publication | United States |
Publication status | Published - 2021 |
Publication series
Name | The Bond Street Review |
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Publisher | Ink Publications |
Volume | Winter 2021 |