We are agents of demise,Bred to consume this paradise,When our facades fail to disguise,Our unholy unity.
We drink champagnewith sugar cubes soaked in bittersfizzing at the bottomof the fluteswhose rims last kissed on our wedding…
I looked at my skin, then at my brother’s.It was under a pale lightin the corner of the city of…
Face the fear and erase the hate, she said,and dance forever with the sun and moonby the crystal clear…
January —
If you ever watch a leaf fall,You’ll realize,That it never rushes to hit the ground.