FEMME FRIENDS by CHRIS BARTON

polka dot
thunderstorm
red convertible

we curb parked
by the graveyard
to laugh

at the phallic
shadows
of cement

why not
go drink

a bottle
of red wine

on gravel patios

just to sit
under string lights

& feel consumed


Chris Barton‘s work has appeared in Hobart, Potluck, Funhouse, Metatron, & elsewhere. He makes lattes & lives with a cat in Knoxville, TN. @chrisnbarton insta.

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