Apartment 271
After Meret Oppenheim Steaming in gazelle, espresso in a fur-lined teacup clipped just less than an inch scowling on the dresser. She gullets fuzzed brown innards with a Levonelle & a little salt (a day later) three p
Eggs and tea
(For Jessica) I’ve been trying to eat fewer eggs lately on the head of your soi at the kai jeow stall we’d stand in flip-flops hands crumpling green notes and watch eggs swirl into omelettes in a smoking black wok and a savoury steam would slip like a whisper into your elevator,
