SIPS AND VERSES
–—a clean geometry fractured; rum and lime splintering into shards of light and silence. The coupe was thin, a crystal line,a circle…
SIPS AND VERSES
–—A cocktail for something once worshipped, now whispered. Flavored like fading syntax and sugar lost to time. The word was said. The…
SIPS AND VERSES
–Recursive Daiquiri—a poem where the loop never ends and neither does the thirst You sip the glass, it starts again—A line of…
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