New Poem: “In a Mirror, Dimming” in Eye to the Telescope Issue 37 "Beyond the scarred surface, I saw the bones of the Moon, / the geology of a crime. He would not speak of it."
"Beyond the scarred surface, I saw the bones of the Moon, / the geology of a crime. He would not speak of it."
"Beyond the scarred surface, I saw the bones of the Moon, / the geology of a crime. He would not speak of it."
