I curled into the receiver,
listened to your space-static
breaking up, breaking up–
I imagined your blue
eyes in the light
leading me down
into abyss–
but I refused to look.
(originally published in Raised Brow Press, Summer 2020)
I curled into the receiver,
listened to your space-static
breaking up, breaking up–
I imagined your blue
eyes in the light
leading me down
into abyss–
but I refused to look.
(originally published in Raised Brow Press, Summer 2020)