by Virginie Colline

Image by Mizulys, https://www.flickr.com/photos/mizulys/
sunset on the beach
he shakes the cornucopia
no more coconuts
summer seeds raining
from the watermelon sky
she lets down her hair
bananafish dream
his hand is edging crabwise
towards her tanned skin
come and taste honey
any strange inflorescence
you want me to bee
Virginie Colline lives and writes in Paris. Her poems have appeared in The Scrambler, Prune Juice, The Mainichi, Frostwriting, Prick of the Spindle, Mouse Tales Press, StepAway Magazine, BRICKrhetoric, Overpass Books, Dagda Publishing, Poethead, Silver Birch Press, The Bangalore Review, and Yes, Poetry, among others.
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