Hannah Sanghee Park

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The Fox Bead in May

The kiss is, strictly speaking, a passing
of of   twice: a bead from her mouth to his,
then back, ad nauseam, and the boys who lived
and died for it. The lovely girl amassing

ninety-nine spirits, and in high spirits
for consuming her highest amount. Once
the hundredth boy arrived she starts her hunt
in her haunt, a hill’ s field filled with fitting

Artemisia absinthium.
And every day they kissed to swap the bead
and for a month he waned and wans