“The Peace that So Lovingly Descends” “You” have transformed into “my loss.” The nettles in your vanished hair Restore the absolute truth Of warring animals without a haven. I know, I’m as pathetic as a railroad Without tracks. In June,… — Noelle Kocot Copy Share Image
“I Want Something of Yours for Comfort When I Sleep Awake before the cupboard slams open. These hours scrape by like snow shovels. I… — Noelle Kocot Copy Share Image
“The Peace that So Lovingly Descends” “You” have transformed into “my loss.” The nettles in your vanished hair Restore the absolute truth Of warring… — Noelle Kocot Copy Share Image
