2 poems by Pam O’Shaughnessy
Tasting the Blade during the time of the babiesbefore the return of the large hadron colliderwhen my arms were full of youthe day lay quiet and bluewe took napsthe hours before lunch were thirteen billioneach witnessingour slow movements as if we’d lastinto afternoon and you’d be forever newlifting the spoon like a spoonhas never […]
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