Ananga Rengay
red fountain pen —
she corrects a typo
in the Kama Sutra
blotting his copy book . . .
tantric snores
still pink and swollen,
the spot where they removed his
“Lolita” tattoo
torn IV drip
grandma’s arm
fifty shades of gray
tucked into his casket
a vintage Playboy
so all the night-tide
I lie by her side,
her tomb by the sounding sea
Tanya McDonald, USA
Lew Watts, Chicago, USA
Charles Trumbull, USA
Valentine’s night
a lusty growl
from her CPAP
with Certainty not tonight . . .
almost Always it Depends
pampered
a fresh roll
in the spare room loo
from under the bed
in the old box of Playboys
dust bunnies
ebony netsuke
rubbing myself to sleep
rubberized mattress —
remembering a dream
about rowing
Lew Watts, Chicago, IL
Charles Trumbull, Santa Fe, NM
college reunion:
the loon pants & butt crack
I almost married
her new trophy husband
belly bigger than mine*
next urinal
the guy who got the girls
hands free
25 years later . . .
her daughter now the woman
I took to the prom
sure, have the last dance —
open carry
see the girl
her dress all red:
Carrie
Lew Watts, Chicago, IL
Charles Trumbull, Santa Fe, NM
*gassho to Roberta Beary
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