Produce, Bear, Surrender
“Keep your / lantern nearby, for when the lake goes dark / there will be no mercy”
“Keep your / lantern nearby, for when the lake goes dark / there will be no mercy”
“should you cast your eyes heavenward, / your body shrugs off the symmetry // of this shift in weather, and your name lifts to a hush / of mulberry trees;”
“Desert camels and ice cream sundaes flash oblique shapes / across the ceiling — / Yes, you say, I see it all in color.”
“Your style is how you negotiate becoming worthy of a reciprocal gaze. Your method is how you teach yourself to navigate that irreducible, illuminating distance between you and the object you write about.”
“even Time, the glutton, says enough, / withers leaks in in her mandible. / the merlot streams from the cavities,”
“the sway of her sweetness— / cassia and camel’s thorn—allow her root and labor—provident / place of first fruit—”
“stay beautiful, skin rabbits, / luster in the hollowness. look / how the wolves circle, wanting, sifting what’s left / by the wound-winds / whispering”
“From above, everything looks delicate. / From above, / it looks like love: the light, / the peach cheek of the flower,”
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