Daughter of This Earth poem by Gabriela Marie Milton

inside the altars of the churches with blue cupolashe recounts the spring cuckoo’s noteshis cries strip him of himselfmodify his flesh until the days are born from the wounds of his feetdaughter of this earthI can hear his bones cracking with love for youhis voice made from curses and myrrhhis body stretched between heaven andمتابعة قراءة “Daughter of This Earth poem by Gabriela Marie Milton”

Hopes, or: Smoke rings

A pantoum Thick smoke rings wafted through the steam Small silver spoon stirred dark Earl Grey Night clouds and hopes lit by moonbeam Recurring thoughts began to fray Small silver spoon stirred dark Earl Grey Gnarled finger clutched by digits slim Recurring thoughts began to fray Wise, pale blue eyes could not see him Gnarledمتابعة قراءة “Hopes, or: Smoke rings”

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