Judson Mitcham: Poison
But it’s too late now. We are riding in his car,
and he’s three sheets to the nuclear wind,
he’s roaring drunk on the con that he ran
to put us where we are
April 17, 2025 · 17 Comments
David Adès: I
I the stubbornness that brooks no argument,
I the prayer, I the lover, I the blessing and the curse,
I the question, I the answer,
December 3, 2024 · 10 Comments
