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First published in European University’s Cadences<\/em> journal, re-published in InFocus Quarterly<\/em>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n The coffee on my stove fills<\/p>\n\n\n\n its lungs with air; mahogany<\/p>\n\n\n\n ocean in a pouting bronzed pot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Upper layer rises, thickens,<\/p>\n\n\n\n velvets watery darkness;<\/p>\n\n\n\n always poised on precipice,<\/p>\n\n\n\n never boiling, never spilling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then taken off the stove.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kaimaki<\/em> is never rushed; its<\/p>\n\n\n\n pouring, a slow silk route of<\/p>\n\n\n\n secrets slipping from pouting<\/p>\n\n\n\n pot to sipping lip bouquets.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Across the tongue and heart<\/p>\n\n\n\n kaimaiki l<\/em>eaves an echo:<\/p>\n\n\n\n rests a fortune, tells of destinies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But we don\u2019t want to know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Unfallinginlovable, was what I<\/p>\n\n\n\n thought you, but you rose, thickened,<\/p>\n\n\n\n velveted, over my watery bitterness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Covered all my surfaces, carved me<\/p>\n\n\n\n with silken roads in sediments<\/p>\n\n\n\n of darkness; sipping lip bouquets<\/p>\n\n\n\n until you became my, kaimaki.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n A brewing mahogany secret. <\/p>\n\n\n\n We sipped in forbidden forests; I sloped<\/p>\n\n\n\n into your branches, filled our lungs<\/p>\n\n\n\n with air; rose, thickened, velveted,<\/p>\n\n\n\n never boiling, never spilling, always<\/p>\n\n\n\n poised on precipice. Across our<\/p>\n\n\n\n tongue and heart, kaimak<\/em>i left an<\/p>\n\n\n\n echo, layering kaimakisses,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Over our separate darkness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In time\u2019s mahogany moments, we<\/p>\n\n\n\n are slowly sipped by forest, we are<\/p>\n\n\n\n its kaimaki<\/em>. We spread across the<\/p>\n\n\n\n forest\u2019s tongue, along its sediment<\/p>\n\n\n\n heart, cover all its surfaces, carve<\/p>\n\n\n\n silken roads and leave a brewing<\/p>\n\n\n\n echo: rest a fortune, tell of destinies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But the forest doesn\u2019t want to know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The piece below was long listed for the Fish Short Story Prize in 2019 ( under the initial title \u2018Stock and Stack\u2019). The story was later published in IN FOCUS magazine Vol 17, June 2020.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column] [et_pb_section admin_label=”section”][et_pb_row admin_label=”row”][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text admin_label=”Text”] First published in European University’s Cadences journal, re-published in InFocus Quarterly. The coffee on my stove fills its lungs with air; mahogany ocean in a pouting bronzed pot. Upper layer rises, thickens, velvets watery darkness; always poised on precipice, never boiling, never spilling. Then taken off the stove. Kaimaki is […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":302,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n The coffee on my stove fills<\/p>\n\n\n\n its lungs with air; mahogany<\/p>\n\n\n\n ocean in a pouting bronzed pot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Upper layer rises, thickens,<\/p>\n\n\n\n velvets watery darkness;<\/p>\n\n\n\n always poised on precipice,<\/p>\n\n\n\n never boiling, never spilling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then taken off the stove.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Kaimaki<\/em> is never rushed; its<\/p>\n\n\n\n pouring, a slow silk route of<\/p>\n\n\n\n secrets slipping from pouting<\/p>\n\n\n\n pot to sipping lip bouquets.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Across the tongue and heart<\/p>\n\n\n\n kaimaiki l<\/em>eaves an echo:<\/p>\n\n\n\n rests a fortune, tells of destinies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But we don\u2019t want to know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Unfallinginlovable, was what I<\/p>\n\n\n\n thought you, but you rose, thickened,<\/p>\n\n\n\n velveted, over my watery bitterness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Covered all my surfaces, carved me<\/p>\n\n\n\n with silken roads in sediments<\/p>\n\n\n\n of darkness; sipping lip bouquets<\/p>\n\n\n\n until you became my, kaimaki.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n A brewing mahogany secret. <\/p>\n\n\n\n We sipped in forbidden forests; I sloped<\/p>\n\n\n\n into your branches, filled our lungs<\/p>\n\n\n\n with air; rose, thickened, velveted,<\/p>\n\n\n\n never boiling, never spilling, always<\/p>\n\n\n\n poised on precipice. 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