Tigers || Nena Trifunovic

Don’t be scared of those seven tigers.
They only long to see the twinkling
of wet jungle leaves.
Look at them, dearest, aren’t they
Jewels left to drain out with the
stale margaritas tossed out of their
flamingo cups and the
grind of fresh rope.

This was originally published in Spring 2018 edition of The Helix.


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