Patricia WalshFeb 281 minPoemsOn Not Hearing VoicesThe window crunches to its final destination Not opened, in disuse, guarding the unholy Indiscriminate foliage wafts down below Signature...
Patricia WalshFeb 281 minPoemsCollectiveTwisted around a cautious allegory Meaning nothing, complicated at zero Burning darlings, attenuated to a fibre Listening to Elvis not an...