FRENZIED Poem by Sarah Howe
FRENZIED
Maybe holding back
is just another kind
of need. I am a blue
plum in the half-light.
You are a tiger who
eats his own paws.
The day we married
all the trees trembled
as if they were mad -
be kind to me, you said.
Thursday, August 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: tiger
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