
Animus
My alms / my own
Recast myself as repast
In a swirl of discord
My poisons / my own

What I’m Reading:
“The light is a grinder of knives jangling his bells
For seven in the morning.”
— Allen Grossman / “The Householder Awakes”

My alms / my own
Recast myself as repast
In a swirl of discord
My poisons / my own

What I’m Reading:
“The light is a grinder of knives jangling his bells
For seven in the morning.”
— Allen Grossman / “The Householder Awakes”