the semen stain pantoum / taste - Carolina Souto

the semen stain pantoum

there are ants on the semen stain that you left
on the ground with sand that stuck to my bottom.
we just fucked on the bathroom floor and —
we just fucked on the bathroom floor and cleanup is easy.

the ground with sand that stuck to my bottom
is dirty. we did dirty things,
we just fucked on the bathroom floor. cleanup's easy,
but the ants remain where you left.

it's dirty and we did dirty things.
so you'll stay here imprinted in the tiles
where the ants remain, where you left
me with a constant reminder.

so you'll stay here imprinted in the tiles,
where ants look like words on a crossword puzzle,
to me, a constant reminder,
of the mess we made to clean,

where ants look like words on a crossword puzzle.
we just fucked on the bathroom floor and —
oh, the mess we made to clean.
there are ants on the semen stain that you left.

 

taste

The taste 

of the sun

is the sweat

off your skin

 

 

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About the Author

CAROLINA SOUTO lives in North Miami, Florida. She teaches music while attending FIU for Creative Writing and likes to write about rain and sunsets in her music and poetry.

Souto was recently published in EXPOUND Magazine, and her work has also been featured on PlathPoetryProject.