Vivacious

Vivacious

A Poem by Russell Munroe

© 2013 Russell Munroe


Author's Note

Russell Munroe
Vivacious

She stared me down,
Tossing her head in the most vivacious way.
Her hair smelled of apple.

Then,
She made love to her latte.

-- 02.04.96
-- Russell Munroe

(from "Thriftstore Buddha")

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Russell Munroe
Russell Munroe

Vancouver, WA



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