[recall] – Kaixing Chou
did you know do you know now how tiny
did you know do you know now how tiny
There’s something in your closet. There’s something underneath. Don’t search for it I beg you, Or sharp you’ll find its teeth
What trippers surround me, barrio boy from the Rio, In search of Moses’ inch-long horns off Tiber’s shores? Corollas and cobblestone and construction outside four foot fence, Saint…
(The doors of the house open, to show Orestes standing over the bodies of Clytemnestra and Aegisthus, while attendants display the net-like garment in which Clytemnestra had entangled…
Oh Mummy, bound in tired, Lavish papyrus, Glorified mummy Upon your shroud, Forgive your descendants, More learned than devoted, For such mistreatment Of your frail figure.
Nothing left to load.