i.
she who outruns the bodies
in the basement of her home
always just ends up running
straight into her tomb.
ii.
girl sees her shadow in fog
and it's nothing like she's known.
girl tries to reach out, grab her
but she just side-steps.
iii.
the soft snow, like a blanket
covers hills and mountain peaks
i notice my mother's voice
she sobs as she speaks.
YOU ARE READING
the veiled lady/hailstones between my teeth
Poetrythere is nothing out there there is nothing beyond this here this is it *** 12/16/23 first book of poetry there is nothing beyond
