Lúcia Leão Boca Raton (Jennifer Litt)
In the kitchen, months of January,
months of December enter my Julys.
A pineapple rings home.
A disposition of oranges
nests among the ferns as they awaken,
yawning as the green dew
dries up the night.
Lightning divided the afternoon yesterday.
A white plate in the sink shows
residues of skin.
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