Finalist | Poetry
From MissingThough we needed
to get rid of the body, though the heat thickened
and soured, I spent hours laying down
my words, striking, double-striking them,
starting, again. This, I needed to get right.
From MissingThough we needed
to get rid of the body, though the heat thickened
and soured, I spent hours laying down
my words, striking, double-striking them,
starting, again. This, I needed to get right.
