Fingers comb through hair
the brush I bought doesn't work
the tangles remain.
I'm a freelance ESL tutor and writer living South Korea. I've had a few poems and short stories published in various anthologies including Becoming Real by Pact Press.
I'm a lover of cats, books, Hozier, and bugs.
Medium
Ko-fi
How does it work?
This can be interpreted in so many ways, I love it.
ooh, nice one, Kera!
More stories from Kera Hollow and writers in Poets and other communities.
Open the closet search through expired boxes until you find it.
By Kera Hollowabout a month ago in Poets
sit in the doorway peach trees foretelling their bloom last year’s jam on toast * I wait for the peach trees to bloom. The buds are swelled and fuzzy, a soft pale green.
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This can be interpreted in so many ways, I love it.
ooh, nice one, Kera!