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a poem by Adam Moorad
cirrhosis
my belly smiles
with a row of gold teeth
rubberlike and confused my
liver tongue hangs
against my skin
lapping at the lint
inside my navel pit
carefully
until it is empty
and ass-shaped
like everyone else
in brooklyn
with a row of gold teeth
rubberlike and confused my
against my skin
inside my navel pit
carefully
and ass-shaped
like everyone else
in brooklyn
© by Adam Moorad
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #7 ~ January 2010
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #7 ~ January 2010