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… sat with her at the bank of the Kern and waddled a stone betwixt ashy fingers.and she simmered, and he placed a bowel of rice in her lapand they grew flowers up out of their eyes until the river tinted, pink.
Poet Daniel
Mario López-Goicoechea
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Beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
London-based, Cuban writer. Author of “Cuban, Immigrant, and Londoner” https://uk.bookshop.org/a/6886/9781528994293 https://acubaninlondon.medium.com/membership
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