In your mouth my name means Tampa. I must taste of dive bars, or beach weather. Bite the lime, lick the salt. My name means phone call home or hangover. Have another. Count the sirens like stars. ✱✱✱ Lauren Milici is a poet and journalist who believes that the best art is derived from naked honesty. She frequently posts drafts, sketches and musings at her website, laurenemelici.com. |
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