Prayers to My Stutter #1 and #3

Prayer to my stutter #1 Here in the red hour of repentance, how many layers of mystery do you wear? I am among the arches of your name. When midnight arrives will you be there, yet again, to drape your song on my shoulders?   Prayer to my stutter #3 Set me in the nest […]



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watch branches swing in a sudden gust and watch the
leaves rip free, hang on air itself: an estranged fruit.