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You will marry me?
You will marry me? Careening, as I did, with so many Stellas? The hops & the dreaming lasses with strong thighs. I promise to wear a tie.
Read moreThe rebuking
The rebuking, falling into the blood of the lamb distorted the light of the mosaic windows; beads of sweat, barnacles seizing the spirit.
Read moreYou've that accent & the airs
You’ve that accent & the airs with it. We want to trust your foreignness next to our everyday. So it shocks us when next you bring chains.
Read moreStay away. Papa says…
Stay away. Papa says he can die knowing you’re safe. So can I. Come back when the sky & sea can undress, unmolested; all of us left be.
Read moreAs Ian comes over the hill
As Ian comes over the hill they sway, humming stalks of white praising the lord. Beyond them his beloved is submerged, already denying him.
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