what’s that ridge up there, that line?
i think it divides the sky from the sky
she looks lovingly, compassionate, full of grace,
bundled and wrapped like sticks, fungus, earth, mulch,
a body wrapped in a plastic shroud.
what’s that ridge up there, that line?
i think it divides the sky from the sky
she looks lovingly, compassionate, full of grace,
bundled and wrapped like sticks, fungus, earth, mulch,
a body wrapped in a plastic shroud.