On a drenched flat where the rain had been
The sun grows delicacies and
The waters recede in teary shadows,
As if chastised, subservient
Marbled by a
Greater.
There were days when swimming I thought we had found a fold in
The law and were suddenly immortal.
Lisa Frankenstein, Night Swim, There’s Something in the Barn
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For a while there I thought Zelda William’s LISA FRANKENSTEIN was right up
my eighties-loving alley but that dalley turned out to be a dead end and I
end...
8 hours ago
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