Poetry: IN BOSTON THE DRUNKGIRL FLIRTS WITH ME AND I DO NOT FLIRT BACK JUST TO BORROW HER MOUTH by Linette Reeman
As Reeman’s title suggests, “IN BOSTON” travels the unsorted emotions of modern romance—& reports back ambivalence, saturated bodies, solo cups. The poem weaves tenderness and despair into every couplet, until we end up like the speaker, “suspended” between the two.…
