Poetry
In our world, pomegranates are bees’ produce. Structure of honeycomb, kernels combed away. The…
He is perfect to whom the entire world is as a foreign place –Saint…
I found a pool and fell in. The water surrounds me while the…
I heard they no longer sew eyelids of the dead shut. When I pressed…
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There are no more dances there. When she clocks in, the batwings sound as if…
retiring in the murder capital of the world adjust volume; some sound. abandoning…
Resin pellets spark clouds inside the airport chapel & a priest marks time, swinging the…
Solitary Encounters His intellect reminded me of Spanish Harlem, unpretentious but resonating, as he discussed…
Bloody wound Never healed Leaking on bricks Illusion of false propriety No priorities for public…