RAPOETICS REPRINT: Twilight by John McKernan
Twilight I must be confused if this is my body I remember planting the nine rows of corn Down on my knees in the mud after returning from Vermont Snow was still piled high…
Twilight I must be confused if this is my body I remember planting the nine rows of corn Down on my knees in the mud after returning from Vermont Snow was still piled high…
In Fear of Technicolor Rise up alone. I am stealing these words. Rise up in tone. I am standing, desert-like, moon-like, mars-like, red stalagmites, pillars, a shortcut, a song, where she does not want…
Binney + Adonis Golden butterflies flutter above Binney, shimmering in sequins and pearls, like Queen Ozma with gray hair lacquered in hairspray, red lipstick and rouge, fingernail claws painted red, V’s for…