Corn on the cob by Nora Blascsok
gum to gum teeth sink in drips down chin, salt cracks under molar. There is method to this. from left to right to the next line they stick in-between play with tongue poke around till out swallow/erase satisfied I wipe ink off my face
Based in Brighton in the UK, but moving to Manchester later this year. Latest published poems in Coven Magazine, Spoonfeed Magazine, Ink Sweat & Tears and Full House Lit Mag. A selection of poems titled 'Headspace' will be coming out with Broken Sleep Books imprint Legitimate Snack later this year. Twitter: @NBlascsok