girl with coca leaves stuck to her lips
eternal friend of mountain fairies
her mouth locked forever
in a kiss
uncross your legs
defrost what’s left
in the wine rack
because there will be
no more chicha
for the golden child
of the last capacocha
*barbarism from Waraney Herald Rawung’s great poem, ‘anggur gandum itu’, here.
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