His Salt and Her Flower

By Finn Mott

A personal navigation of bisexuality that intertwines internalized expectations and external system pressures, all through the lens of a traveler's recollection of experiencing different cultures and walks of life. His Salt and Her Flowers is an undefinable existence of being, that struggle to understand the world's way to finding their voice through the poetry of a brave new talent. Every poem is an expression of brutal and radical honesty.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lethe Press
• Release date: Nov 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215907399

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CONTENTS

Cover

Copyright

prologue

fandom

sundara:

sorry

hello

bits and pieces

going back

About the Author

Landmarks

Cover

His Salt and Her Flower

Finn Mott

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Copyright © 2023 by Finn Mott.

All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher, except by a reviewer, who may quote brief passages in a review where appropriate credit is given; nor may any part of this book be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means—electronic, photocopying, recording, or other—without specific written permission from the publisher.

All of the names, characters, places, and incidents in this book are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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ISBN: 978-1-59021-635-4

prologue

political protrusions / blood transfusions / singular confusions

blue bow ties / the following is a retry / at the beloved befriended / belittle belonging

disturbed…

Let ME Be CLEAR: forcing euphoric contrition is the definition of societal insanity, loveless meanders marries immorality, displaced fear is no excuse to abuse

The following was written on a used tissue

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fandom

i do not recognize my eyes when i look in the mirror

crying midnights - tossing stones

at melting glaciers

a fragrant of tragedy - scrubbed clean with forgotten safety regulations

lemon cake

may i have this dance with alternity

a salted flower in your ear

into. a. tearful. night.

turning back time - an invisible hand

madly / helplessly (in love) with the malicious / midnight /

magnificent midnight (fall with me)

-writing in the dark, i have run out of words

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two hour parking / too many empty gestures /                 i miss you, i love you, i am here for you during JUNE! I WILL DO YOU A FAVOR, by pretending to care for 30 days, but as soon at it hits 31 i will go back to the decadent / delicate hatreds that destroy / damage / self destruct these countries' libraries

BANNED. you have been blocked, banned, abandoned, stoned for too long, actually i don’t do plant, unless you count the planted systems designed for regression

I don’t want