[It is just before the war cracks the land open like an egg]
https://www.neworleansreview.org/it-is-just-before-the-war-cracks-the-land-open-like-an-egg/
https://www.neworleansreview.org/it-is-just-before-the-war-cracks-the-land-open-like-an-egg/
http://www.batcityreview.org/yerra-sugarman
https://coloradoreview.colostate.edu/features/bone-by-bone-she-remembered/
Crab Orchard Review Vol 23 No 2 October 2018:https://issuu.com/craborchardreview/docs/crab_orchard_review_vol_23_no_2_oct/242
How easily the city is lost, leaves me / to see only what’s at hand: a sliver / of red brick and mortar, a pigeon roosting…
What do we call it, / the light that prisms and keeps / opening its monarch wings, and won’t / fold them or let them be…
In later paintings— / a Brueghel, a Dali— / a hill could also be a breast / grazed by clouds, the breast / of a woman lying on her back…