chirp of a sparrow
this is what I am
on my birthday
simmering eggs—
our silence hardens
the yolks
hot & cold
uterus—
remembered
snow
my clone—
I hope she is
a florist
curfew
a flute sonata
shifts the moon
chirp of a sparrow
this is what I am
on my birthday
simmering eggs—
our silence hardens
the yolks
hot & cold
uterus—
remembered
snow
my clone—
I hope she is
a florist
curfew
a flute sonata
shifts the moon