Crystal Moons

Poetry

The Rape of Europa Titian [Public domain]

when a swelled moon

makes you sick

to your stomach

syncing with hands

of shiver on a road

to another night

of absence,

it must be the time

of the great plague

they talk about

robbing bodies

of their naive

skins and

luminous eyes.

Walk gently

Into

The pyre

Of Crystal

Moons

—

v.p.