Kitchen Star

Poetry is something hidden and immediate.

MB Blissett

Kisses going off

Like fireworks in the sky


A model of restraint

Teased into brutality

My merciless fingers

Grazing against damp, tender


Your attention bones to the

Brushing touches

Dancing to call spirits

In your kitchen

Taste of good gin

On our lips

Here, you surrender

And won a state of perpetual grace

Softened and expanded

Like a bright, burning star.

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By MBBlissett

Writer. Working on book-length projects and posting fiction and poetry here.

You can find more about me here:

Represented by SMART Talent Agency (

I am available for writing projects via my agent, Kelly and I look forward to hearing from you.

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