Daily Archives: July 11, 2016

Finding Fabiola*

            After Francis Alÿs Her eyes: distant gaze Virgin cheek beneath A faint smile hovering Head: draped with pomegranate veil in profile A petrel in flight may take the form of a crooked cross A riddle might become a labyrinth, fumbling … Continue reading

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Song of the Cynic

            After Federico García Lorca Life after life passes as the earth simply spins. Trees sleep. No prayers bring the moon closer. The air’s thick with sweetness but a tiger sits in my throat. I follow my own footsteps and wonder … Continue reading

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