Hinge
tulip through the tip toes leaf
over clover for a looking
bye bye say butterfly’s
spots rubbed
over tongue saying not yet
neither diphthong nor divot
“this is you and this is
you and you and me”
saying every baby
loves my body don’t nobody
love little old apple me
don’t sit under
the “it was me” caught
on the hinge of hearing
be or might be
Lotus Eater Magazine 15 (Fall/Winter 2022): https://lotuseatermagazine.files.wordpress.com/2022/05/lotus_eater_issue_15.pdf