this morning, a hole appears in your stomach. you rinse dishes that
roll inward. sprinkle flowers which disappear. your heartbeat ragged
like stems rotting in still water. it is no small devastation. sprung
without antecedent or count in. just a slow sink.
2022 Poetry Award | And the winner is…
We are pleased to announce our winner and finalist for the 2022 Vallum Poetry Award! Please congratulate our Finalist