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Poem: Hakka by Siobhan Hodge

CorkwoodI catch your name –

an outsider
snipping edges

my tongue splits,
a cracked plate
tidily pushed aside.

Your words are peeled
like tangerines,
traffic cone nouns
lead me to eat.

You roll words like
apples across the grass
to me, slow stoop
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