Author name: Nicolette Kemerer

I feel like —I don’t really know how to explain it, but —I feel likeThat glossy layer of condensation On a cheap scoop of ice cream.Strawberry or chocolate or something,The sheen, its weak shell coats the dessertJust before it melts I also feel likeOne of those unrecognizably smattered and batteredBits of sidewalk gumThat has been dragged […]