“…like outside, gorgeously torturous In Fahrenheit, putting freeze wherever it’s pleased. What I speak in their booth Might […]

Seen barrels, the contents. Part of a bottled being. Onset. Wondering where poetry’s voices Went. I’ll be sent. […]

Well, wine-full. Soul sell, a spine pull. Re-vexed, wondering who chooses What’s next. My syllabus, with pains a […]