"...This cocktail won’t stop
sparkling and sizzling in between
my fine lines. The driver
asks me if my lips are stuck
with red punch. The driver
tells me to get out of his car and jump
sparkling and sizzling in between
my fine lines. The driver
asks me if my lips are stuck
with red punch. The driver
tells me to get out of his car and jump
into the punch bowl and eat
a dead fish shaped like a jelly bean
covered in sea salt frosting and slime."
a dead fish shaped like a jelly bean
covered in sea salt frosting and slime."
from Tobiko Inquiry, a poem by j/j hastain and I, up at Maudlin House today!
Read more HERE - https://maudlinhouse.net/tobiko-inquiry/
Read more HERE - https://maudlinhouse.net/tobiko-inquiry/
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