1/
enough, she said
I stop pouring tea
into the cup
my ex used to sip from
before it's cold
2/
so slowly
it runs before me
o river, river
it's the trembles in her hands
that wash me all over
Someday, there'll be a book out of this.
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| Another collaborative work with Bambang N. Karim, appears on Notes from The Gean 3;3, December 2011 |