A son walks into black sand.
The pit contains multiples.
Milky Way spiral–
our beam emerges from the arm.
What surprise and perfume until the end.
Long before religion’s birth.
(originally published in Communicators League, Fall 2021)
A son walks into black sand.
The pit contains multiples.
Milky Way spiral–
our beam emerges from the arm.
What surprise and perfume until the end.
Long before religion’s birth.
(originally published in Communicators League, Fall 2021)