Water OnionA Poem by kristolliniNumber 3 in my tattoo-poem series!Makes me cry all day long When I rub my eyes with the heel of my hand, Or when I simply sit upon the land, My stomach churns from your spicy knots, And my face condensates from your sulfurous blots, My tears might also be from those hot peppers I ate … But I’d rather blame some fictitious root than my bad diet © 2015 kristolliniAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorkristolliniTXAboutI got back into writing recently after quite a long hiatus and wanted to find a community of writers with which to share my rekindled passion! I'll be posting some old and some new pieces of writing h.. more..Writing
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