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