One day with no eyes, no nose, no ears, / another day without a throat, / the skin on your forehead cracking, sinking, / obscuring the wheat field of your reeds.
A Hail Mary
Tag: Sergio Ortiz
The Square Root of Love
In what black hour, what rainy city, / what world without light, is that bridge / and I will cross it.
Psaltery & Lyre 