I, committed writer
of your body,
a scroll of eros;
you, casual reader
of my face,
a map of solitude.
We screw each other
less in reading
than in writing.
Breadcrumb Scabs, 17, May 2010
Cool Announcement: Celebrate Tanka Poetry Month with NeverEnding Story
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My Dear Friends and Readers:
*May is the month of wishes and expectations, a time born for tanka. Every
verse should hold the essence of the season: singi...
