Fat Poets Speak
To discuss the Fat Poets Speak series of books of poems, published by Pearlsong Press
Saturday, August 15, 2015
Im-peachment
Im-peachment
Felt gently, squeezed partially,
the peach pretends
ripe.
But its flesh
leans into hard
when cut.
Even sea gulls
give it a miss.
They prefer
salty fries.
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