ARROYO The dead do not come riding dark horses up out of the arroyo. They do not arrive in dust grey-shrouded singing the old songs. No, they arrive like turnips pulled winter-burned and cold from the soil. They lie at your feet, worm-riddled, creased with dirt in the furrows, fallen peasants left behind in the […]
Goran Bacic | POSTURE
POSTURE Good morning Good as in another Another as in plenty Plenty as in guilt Burden as in over-burdened The guilt of plenty Another morning’s “Good Morning!” It is still night with No sun to say “Rise!” No sun to say “Risen!” Still, a good morning A me to the right A me left in […]