small drunken cog in a giant destructive empire*
Friday, April 24, 2015
You convince yourself, // held // to the earth, // that pigeons // are only creatures // with no // names.
My book of poems,
E is for Ether
, published by Leaf Garden Press, has gone live today on the interwebs. Glad to share this weird one, much of which first appeared on this blog in its original unedited form.
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