Psaltery & Lyre


Sergio Ortiz

A Hail Mary

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.

The Square Root of Love

In what black hour, what rainy city, / what world without light, is that bridge / and I will cross it.

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