Contributor: Adrian Slonaker

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Like little children
dreaming at meandering clouds,
they lie sprawled on a vermilion duvet,
laughing under their breath,
haunted by the heady scents
of coffee, chocolate, and cashmere air freshener
and the pizzicato cadence of a Spanish guitar
from a radio in another room.
But they are not little children,
and, as she creeps closer to his
brightly inked bicep,
they sigh-collectively-
because, for adults,
the stakes are so much higher.


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Adrian Slonaker works as a copywriter and copy editor in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. Adrian's poetry has appeared in The Mackinac, Nixes Mate Review, Postcard Poems and Prose, Red Weather, HCE Review, and others.