Slick, by Erric Emerson

At work, post-lovemake.

We enter separately,
fooling our co-workers;
covert spies in shades reading headlines
at awning-veiled café stools.
We offer ridiculous good afternoon’s
to each other on bathroom breaks.

When she came in my mouth,
it tasted like a three-years-held

thank you,

that sweet.


Erric Emerson is the former Poetry Editor of Duende literary journal. His writing has appeared in Crab Fat, Gingerbread House, Neon, Mead, Prairie Margins, Rats Ass Review, Five:2:One, By & By, and The Black Napkin, among other publications.

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