
“... my fork tongue finally/ empty/
for once/ bless
this bird-chirping silence/
bless/ this breathing hush...”
Nadine Klassen
“...Through a small space
in the covers, we could glimpse
each other's fate...”
Mollie O'Leary
“... my fork tongue finally/ empty/
for once/ bless
this bird-chirping silence/
bless/ this breathing hush...”
Nadine Klassen
“...Through a small space
in the covers, we could glimpse
each other's fate...”
Mollie O'Leary