Waiting for the Coming Storm

There will be some pain.For me, a demon in the lower spine,a jab and a pinch, the body’s prophecy.My grandmother has needles in her hands,and I’m not surprised.Most of her life has been scissors and thread.There will be a change in the light,a body rushing between the sun and home.A giant bird, perhaps, a cryptid,... Continue Reading →

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