A poem by Tania Hershman

 
Moss

The moss of his skin
began to grow
on the surface of mine

and then in bed
tiny daisy heads fell
on the pillow between us.
 
 
Moss was first published in Alba, A Journal of Short Poetry. Tania Hershman is the author of two short story collections and has only just begun, with trepidation, to use the word “poem” to describe things that she writes.

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