Another poem

[This is a work in progress, but I thought I'd share it as it stands now, since I might not get round to tweaking it for a while yet.] Clouds Down: the couple sit before the altar- Barring priest; she … Continued

A poem

Wounds The transgressions of wounds destroy our secure state; betray the body’s arbitrary lines dividing head torso appendage carve great canyons in ignorance of geographies already present. The mind is the body’s statesman, carving of a totality provinces regions states … Continued