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2. Cultivar
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We went out to Laguna
Sandpaper avenue where the
Blue breeze buttered the boardwalk
I remembered what I meant to ask myself
over Costco pizza with the seaside seasoning
But I stepped on a cactus instead
and spent the next day pulling out the spine
Crossing creosote shores under a pale sonata
What would you call a shell of wood and rusty nails
when it sits so far away from the rocking of the waves
with worn out paddles in the sand
Cultivar
Soy boy unemployed
Mama’s little pride and joy
But not papas
Cheddar or better or whether he’ll always be a shadow of a golden sun
Setting off no apologies for a never-was prodigy
Corolla cruising it’s an off price odyssey
Drop the modesty empty head of broccoli forgets what he rote
His license spells American Idiot
They put happiness on his GPS
Living to afford struck accord lord he floored it
Keep counting kale the white collared greens
Pursuit will takes your breath away
Fogging up the rest stop mirror
He sees his head in the clouds -
He asks himself
Is he bok choy or savoy?
Drinking in Napa
Salty cabbage soup
About the author
Timothy Liu is Pomona '22 student.
Description
I feel like my work draws from the collision of spaces and the resulting discord. Interference can be constructive or destruction, but mixing overtones creates timbre.
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