Vortices of verse traverse the universe and traipse across the mind of my eye, intimating places I’d seen in sleepwalk. Reckoning with irreconcilable relativity, I seek the silhouette of a spitting image spun by spirits woven into my memory. There I will wait for the hour between hidden half awake and half in dream fine […]
Before the matchmaker braided our fates Appa was a romantic, she tells me, a would-be Jesuit priest—long past now but some mornings, house dormant, I find him genuflecting on the tile floor meeting God in the garden of Gethsemane, his face a passing agony over old selves sown on fallow soil, washed ashore in book […]
Learning Mandarin Duck Migratory Patterns
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