Garlic

Johannes T. Evans
1 min readDec 9, 2017

Written 28/09/2017.

Go to the woods in late spring.
Follow your nose
and stand admist that great, green carpet.
Take into your lungs
and nose and mouth
that cloud of cleansing comfort.

Feel the garlic haze
so strong it might well sting your eyes
and smile
because it means you are alive.

(Pick a half a dozen leaves.
Take them home.
Eat what is offered you
.)

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Johannes T. Evans
Johannes T. Evans

Written by Johannes T. Evans

Gay trans man writing fantasy fiction, romance, and erotica. Big on LGBTQ and disability themes, plus occasional essays and analysis. He/him.

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