Emelihter Kihleng

ke pwoahn Pohnpei I told him as we kissed is that a good thing? he asked hell yea I wanted to say replaced it with another kiss inhaling the mix of last night’s sakau en Pohnpei seir en wai, sweat rain intoxicating taking me home he left that smell behind it would barely linger by the time he reached his destination I was headed for it so the smell stayed bittersweet and blue on my skin, in my hair I carried it with me there where it grew mixed with mangoes, coughs, handshakes, pigs, babies, and old people I’m back it now reeks won’t wash away with the other smells get in my car it hits me pungent remnants of the mwaramwar he left behind.