MOTH WORLD
Maybe the small shadow fluttering through the light as I [...]
Maybe the small shadow fluttering through the light as I [...]
We’ve sat all night on a worn wooden swing under [...]
Our hands cold in each other’s hands we look again [...]
In her seventh year a shiny, waxen leaf torn [...]
How will tenement girls, boys searching shopping malls, ever know [...]
An airborne stone leapfrogs halfway before the splash, a final [...]
Nietzsche, consider your Ubermench and postulate this: A gnat is [...]