My glittery trail
“Drink it all,
dredge the bottom for sunk honey
pull the thumb of ginger into your mouth
and suck. I mean for you to taste
your inheritance. The gunpowder,
our soil.”
From the poem My Grandmother Thinks of Love while Steeping Tea
by Jihyun Yun@JihyunYun2nd
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