Three Poems by Kiki Petrosino
You died in the pith of August. You left us. / In rageful choke, in dust: you left us. // On your coffin lid: Going Home. A bluebird. /… More
You died in the pith of August. You left us. / In rageful choke, in dust: you left us. // On your coffin lid: Going Home. A bluebird. /… More