CANDY SAYS Poem by Albertina Soepboer

CANDY SAYS



She glided over the parquet, his little
princess on the piano, piccola bitchy.

I hung on for dear life, hungrily ate
his leftover crusts and limp lettuce.

Call me Candy. Whose legs he licked.
Whose sweet breath he sucked. Who knows.

I plucked her song from the drain, smeared
spit on the mirrors. Candy says: drop dead.

Tuesday, February 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: candy
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