Black Mink Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Black Mink



its sensitive lobes;
its black mink closes the neck with the knees
and the high heels of black pumps,
reflect mornings luminous flood of the sun of midday of
February by the large doors out of glass.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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