Tell me about cherried board; from your grandfather
ivory; bone in monochrome
balanced and turned; by concentrated hands of his
over Brazilian coffee, The first cacao in the city; carpets
Silk, you can feel, your father tells me crouched on knees; knotted
count of the bazaar; etymology stops here, often does
with your tongue. Inscribed back; home.
Ābāq, dust; abax is something
without a base; you
hanging abacus; exiled sum; your lands divided
so your language only gets to be a story; adding
bone to bone, you place it in our bedroom.
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