I post letters to my lost Mayan sisters
waiting to be shaken open by some
precarious thriver in the song-stung dark.
Over the ear, a conch of voice and music
was a sack full of torn wings beating.
H. L. Hix | Cy Twombly, “Night Watch”
Keetje Kuipers | 4th of July
Joshua Corey | Severance Songs, 2.1
Luis Cernuda | Apologia pro Vita Sua (trans. Reginald Gibbons)
Larry Levis | Earl the Chicken Farmer