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Pressed between fingers. A crunch… at once a softness. Buttery like you.
G. Pearson
The black tax drowned me. Hawaiian Air said free drinks. Mai Tai—no! Rum Punch.
Sugar tang plus salt Bite it and don’t ask questions When on the island…
We remember you From Playbar two nights ago You got kicked out, eh?
Truthfully, I knew HPU or High Pac U Either way, I flew
I put my chair back. Haole behind resists. One more push! I paid!
When hands were steady Constitutions we’re drafted. Then…so we’re young men.
Stinging ears, full rage. Note to self: stay on your page. But angels, displaced.
You know what I crave? The blood to wash off my tears. To win completely.
I knew a girl once. But she did not know herself. I stayed in her life.