Aug 2019
high over the palatinate
a white of corners
heavy as a wooded hill
a hall of whispers and height
when a milk bride
throws a glance over marble
all wait like a clock
this angular memory of eyes
a white of corners
heavy as a wooded hill
a hall of whispers and height
when a milk bride
throws a glance over marble
all wait like a clock
this angular memory of eyes
