Ten miles upon a tufted seat, elm trees
to village path, discreet, a beast will ride
to seaside town. One hooded straggler by
him found, too young this hour to be outside
indecent bodice, brown eyes wide. Fingers Continue reading “Womannotated, Crow Carriage”
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Orbit if you follow, if you quit
the rail of Cassiopeia.
Point the toe if you flow
backward from the altar.
Be appointed dirt to an Easter scene,
breathe as low
as an overbearing ceiling.
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The ankles for the trees,
the kestrel square and trim,
as a kestrel is begotten
and bent inward from the rim.
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A microscope slide of masonry
plied with ocular fluid, Continue reading “Phobos Lab by Edwin Evans-Thirlwell”
