IN THE SINK
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Tomato-coloured Couch 8:04pm
Imagine My Black Frying Pan
hailing globules of bacon grease
coagulating into Silver Orbs
slowly swirling for aeons
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Imagine Me Washing My Hands
under the tap, soapy water
disrupts that Universe
chancing for a new
set of bubbles