Language doesn’t always reveal one’s head
thereby “hot summer,”
the frantic man recalls
of his day on the sun,
as he watches the TV woman
coax a wax pepper
under boiling water,
to sweat off its bitter suit.
Verse & Photography by Kay Kennett
Language doesn’t always reveal one’s head
thereby “hot summer,”
the frantic man recalls
of his day on the sun,
as he watches the TV woman
coax a wax pepper
under boiling water,
to sweat off its bitter suit.