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My weekly contribution to David Abrams’ “Sunday Sentence” project in which participants share the best sentence read during the past week “out of context and without commentary.”

When June opened her kissed mouth,
let down orange dust from her teeth,

the garden we thought was solely crabgrass
became a bare-legged revue of tulips.

SOURCE: Lines from poem titled “Luxury” from Kelly Davio‘s collection Burn This House (Red Hen Press)