from BUDDHA EXPATS (Taiwan, March-April 2011)
public laundry
folding and flufing
the news
nursery shelf
a couple of China pots
filled with sunshine
steamy sidewalk
a crouching cook hoses
soapy pots
sidewalk crack
wide enough to fruit
and multiply
fruit vendor
she scoops her breast
into her bra
traditional neighborhood
foods with faded
expiration dates
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