We Were Singing

not dead but being embalmed; we were singing the whole / time – out of key, nonetheless, but singing


The Gleaner’s Daughter

Time and geography decide what counts as abundance. But abundance was not where I came from.




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Image shows a close up of sedimentary layers in sandstone, with cracks from dried mud. The layers are white, red, and tan, and streak into each other. The layers are fractured and uneven.

Sedimentary

belief calcifies bone-hard, bound to fracture.