Moving On in the Dark Like Loaded Boats at Night, Though There is No Course, There is Boundlessness by Lucie Brock-Broido
“Why would what died once keep on dying off / Over & over like a seam in an old velvet coat?” — Lucie Brock-Broido
“Why would what died once keep on dying off / Over & over like a seam in an old velvet coat?” — Lucie Brock-Broido