[Were Ethos not a Candelabra]

But a bathed-in flicker full of undressing.  Or comfort devils in our blue.  And we.  But

were stars blossoming metallic pentacles.  & talismans of such.  Would we white-sheeted &

pray.  

                                    Beautiful things into them.  [?]

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Evening Will Come

My visual poetry work, Petite Mess, is featured in the new issue of The Volta.  Check it out:
Evening Will Come

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