Here in the Anthropocene, I careen from screen to screen:my center poised atop a ledge as…
Fifteen petals, strewn behindA path of memoriesFrom bud to floweret, unwindsA tale in reverie
The scent was on it, the lie uncovered,the rag doll body lying in a pile of leavesalong the casement that had just been louvered,underneath…