
Faceless spectators complaining about the pole position at the top of the stairs. In the boxing ring above the ground, boys and girls are absorbed in innocent games.
Orange season installed by bridesmaids with the referees. As a glove full of regret and irony is thrown from one step short of the gallows, the citrus splash dazzles the laurels winner.
Lively evil of youth grinning into the camera. Careless chatter with the parrot continues. Sky bouncing in the greenhouse. Blue, dividing the horizon that has not yet awakened.
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hiromi suzuki is a poet, fiction writer, artist living in Tokyo. Her writing has appeared in 3:AM Magazine, RIC journal, Berfrois, Minor Literature[s] and various literary journals on-line.


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