holds a pencil
between her fingers,
then brings it
to her mouth,
all the while
watching Mom
smoke.
By Debbi Antebi
The Tea Cup Hills steam up, the mist swirling above endless green. I walk the quiet trails forever thinking of the bodies piling up in ...
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Debbi Antebi lives and writes in Istanbul, Turkey. Her work has appeared in Apollo’s Lyre, Three Line Poetry, and Short, Fast, and Deadly, among others. Follow her @debbisland.
I love the parallelism here
Authentic and clear.
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