your eyes roll like cabbages
firm, hard
while with pincers I pour
chai
glistening into the demitasse
I don't have to be here,
murmurs the ghost.
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Shy Anger
PoesíaA collection of poems digging into the emotions and experiences that we sometimes try to hide - from love to anxiety to anger and disappointment.
Teatime
your eyes roll like cabbages
firm, hard
while with pincers I pour
chai
glistening into the demitasse
I don't have to be here,
murmurs the ghost.
