Scarab, Martha Zweig
Watch Martha Zweig recite her poem SCARAB Mind plays trickles in memory, chilly rills into surges to blurb over yellow pebbles & black. Girls who knocked dolly heads together whose eyelids rolled lashes down & boggled back. Strange, true: somebody could die of the duck nibbles. My Majesty: popple scepter, circle of […]
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