A one word poem: the word was barbecue. The idea is to write quickly for a minute, the one word your inspiration, don't think, just write. So here it is:
Barbecue
red meaty sticky sweet black crisp it all falls off
down
around the hot, the humid, the trees waving above in the thick slow breeze
too much nerve around here, too much of a good thing
regan lee
july 2016
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