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Sour Cherry Jam

BY ANIKA POTLURI

 

In the dry slant of late

Summer, aliveness is a boy

printing

                                   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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