This is a review of Blue in Green by Miles Davis

Vandal Poem of the Day: August 30, 2022

 by Taylor Johnson

It’s raining. Has to be raining. Someone in the corner room is in love with you. Loves you
enough to touch her body, wants you to watch; pull up a chair. The horn asks: How long has it
been since? There are a number of feelings you are in need of. You are not sadness, but near.
Down one road in your mind you are walking alone; down another everyone is your wife. The
horn asks: temperance, obedience. In the corner room, the daybed pressed to spark against the
wall, she came. When you leaned in to know about it, you wished she would’ve slapped your
hand away; wished to unhear your name falling out of her.

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