Tapioca

by | Apr 23, 2013 | Poetry

the summer started

then it was about to end

no rain so we cooked

the whites of the sun

simmered stirring it

constantly on low

and it did not rain

in the west or the

midwest but we added

blueberries and I thought

I like it when you lift your

pastel dress up

to wipe the sweat from

your glasses

where your glasses

touch your skin

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photo by Schub

About The Author

Marc Paltrineri

Marc Paltrineri’s poems can be found in places such as Washington Square, The Laurel Review, Sixth Finch, Redivider, H_NGM_N, and elimae. He helps edit the poetry journal Sun’s Skeleton and teaches writing at the University of New Hampshire. He lives nearby.