Arsenic Lobster
poetry journal |
Issue Nineteen Spring 2009 |
Seeing Each Other Michael Homolka As if nothing ever happened, that’s how it’s best to carry ourselves. As if our brief bodies weren’t measuring the interval toward more bodies. As if there were no compromise between love’s form and your form and mine, and we’d never fought or touched, and you weren’t cruel, and neither was I. |
About Michael Homolka |