Birthday cake ice cream
a cold toothache, sticky lips
Birthday cake vodka
slow vision, throat burning
Birthday cake candles and body mists
these taste like spring but not like plants
Birthday cake lip balm
squeezed from the tube
directly into my mouth
It's viscous; I chew on it
Glitter grits my teeth
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🍰April 2018🍰
PoetryAn illustrated book of poems every month in 2018! Here's everything from April!