to ask is to echo and to echo is to drown
Tag: monostich
coughed up constellations
horror rots the knees and you never leave the forest grim ever again
cicadas swarm and gather to interpret the clay maiden’s silence
every feather cast out into the wilds is a map to a god exiled
fragments of unfinished people carried by the cold spring tide
bees hover patiently as each petal unfurls into a secret revealed
a deer leaps across the ravine remembers death and transforms into a mayfly
they brand us heretics by color of skin and for the joy of dancing in the rain
echoes incite flame throated bats to birth a new heresy
elancharan gunasekaran 