“Death is a Light-Filled Bell,” “Posthumous,” “Untitled II,” and Other Poems
Death is a Light-Filled Bell The sun is an artifact, so foreign to the interrogated walls of my body. In a row of flooded subtemples, lush with…
Death is a Light-Filled Bell The sun is an artifact, so foreign to the interrogated walls of my body. In a row of flooded subtemples, lush with…
