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Apr 2013
When he lays down
sushi on the pallet
it exhales a sigh

Paddle into rice
damp, caking sea
warm in the throat

Glistening with meditation
flesh of reds and white
dead beauty on wood

Using fingers
I am a bear and a wolf
stained with salt and soy
Obviously I am hungry for some sushi today.
Mary McCray
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Mary McCray
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