Cora Potter

God Bless

Nose flared like a bull’s, smelling the fight of a matador.
Eyes shut tight,
anticipating the impending burst.

Boundless inhaling…

Then,
ocean spray of a tsunami bursts forth from its host,
when a squeamish professor offers a tissue
and says “Gesundheit!”





[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2009 EDITION]


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