Dailies 5/6/17: eggs, olives, red nail polish, & kissing a future rabbi

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Anya Krugovoy Silver – Red Never Lasts

There’s no doubt it’s the most glamorous,
the one you reach for first—its luscious gloss.
Russian Roulette, First Dance, Apéritif, Cherry Pop.
For three days, your nails are a Ferris wheel,

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Roberta P. Feins – A Species of Bramble or Thorn 

In the Temple parking lot
I once kissed a greedy
drunk boy, he was sixteen,
now a rabbi.

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Fred Marchant – Olive Harvest 

It’s true, the tree has the scent of the sea,
——but the silver leaves, their slender fingers,

the thick, infinitely twined trunk, some riddle
——in the roots that lets it drink from the stones,

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Gertrude Stein – Tender Buttons [Eggs]

Kind height, kind in the right stomach with a little sudden mill.

Cunning shawl, cunning shawl to be steady.

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