Color Field Spacer prose poems by Mark Cunningham
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Young nipples, flamingoes gaudying the driveway into a little Florida: naive or obscene? Delicate matters. Delicacy matters. Pink, pink: working at something or glancing off. Or working at something by glancing off. Reach for the Pepto-Bismol. In a few minutes, you'll be smiling till your gums show; you'll be back in the. . . . No end to the way the tongue slips, holds, slips.

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