O! A lightness, sightless and bold: oh, its tightness in these moments foretold. How did I do? Who did we fare? This cataclysmic motion, caught…
If blank verse well-travelled, then the puritans’ words would be holding us today instead of the modernists’ cry, the bards would be vacant and the…
One blinding bliss, one holy shroud, two binding prudent vows, we understand our other as knowledge does endow with kindness unrelenting, with mercy uncowed by…
Unnamable presence, immersed in my skin yet sinking, learning how the presented tint will ease our new mercy, tout our next win in a game…