a rumination on dirty dishes, Gabrielle Peterson

Untitled, London Bellman   a rumination on dirty dishes so clean it come afternoon if the dishes are still untouched. white moons, basins spotted with grunge. look upon craters of whale bone, pears too ripe, but only if i do forget to wipe away the grease. why don’t you neglect the thought of a meal’s […]

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