In the forthcoming weeks, I'll be releasing a small collecting of poetry called Kiss With Teeth.

I have decided to post a teaser- me reading the titular poem.

Kiss With Teeth

A kiss doesn’t have to be
some tender thing
whispered
through a chink in a wall
in the dead of night.

A kiss doesn’t have to be
something fragile
like a flower
made of glass
and paper.

A kiss doesn’t have to be
a tranquilized animal
laying in its cage
indifferent
as tourists shuffle by

A kiss can be a blur of fur
and claw
and tooth.