Posts Tagged: Kristina Ten

A Poem By Kristina Ten


I have too many bones in my feet and I have too many teeth in my mouth and I put too much clout in follower count and you, my belly my lemon my grove

This house is split by computer cables This house has tables that drop every plate This house is thigh-chafed sun-spoilt and Christ-cradled and you, my wet mozzarella my love

And you, sugar pill pilled sweater sweet jam And you, my jelly meat suckled and shorn And you, my kill and my kill and my kill and my

City’s dumpling makers all went on strike My city is spite gold brass Stoli commercials My city is [...]