
A church is any 2 who meet with me
“and only men can brush their hands across the / cages by the altar as the schoolchildren’s feet are clanking on the marble ceiling”
“and only men can brush their hands across the / cages by the altar as the schoolchildren’s feet are clanking on the marble ceiling”
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“Satisfied bodies bloom green. / I othered art, / marketing my past.”
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“the baby could have a family name, but spoken aloud, / he would be entirely American. John Paul, precious John Paul.”
“That Door – Don’t Shut. / Just Cause – Your Birds Flew. / This Still – Our Home.”
By Vedran Husić
“grasping claws of tensile yellow / below skeleton blues whose delicate / tracery wafts into thin witnessed air—”