Tell Me Evita Arakelian Tell me of a flavour I have forgotten,of a song I may have heard a stranger hum to her child in some store, some day.
Tell me a story I know but end it differently or stopright in the middle and say: ‘morefor later.’ Tell me about the bakery
that will open near our home, on the eighthstreet. Remind me of what it was you said when I left my seat to have a cry in the theatre powder-room—(I didn’t want Little Nell to die). Tell meof all the silly things I do sometimes.
Tell me a truth that tastes like chocolate,a lie I can save for April Fool's day.Tell me anything before sunrise.

More from Evita Arakelian ↓

• @dipped_in_words on Instagram
• She teaches poetry to all ages with tailor-made syllabi, individual and group instruction; independently as well as on platforms like SuperProf. You can find the latest information on her Linktree

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