Space Station Crew Sees Lots of Clouds
From up here it’s an oceanic birthday cake these frosted tufts of cloud makes you want to poke your finger in and lick it right across the sugary mounds of chemical-sweet butterscotch icing gold-plated by the setting sun then suck it through your teeth and tongue. Up here we get lonely for such things. Marc Alan Di Martino Marc Alan Di Martino's poems have been published in Rattle, Poets Reading the News, Poetry Salzburg Review and other places. He lives in Italy, where he teaches English as a foreign language.
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January 2021
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