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Sour Cherry Jam



In the dry slant of late

Summer, aliveness is a boy


                                   my skirt

with the stars

little Yash has blown his teeth,

now sour cherry jam

sours at the split of his lip

the seeds of his smile

sown in a hill

a cigarette away


Anika Potluri is a poet from Atlanta, Georgia. She studies creative writing at Cornell University, and her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in The Massachusetts Review and Marginalia Review. She was selected as a Bucknell Seminar for Undergraduate Poets June 2020 Fellow.


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