Four poems by Emma Aylor | Used Furniture Review →
From “Pathogenesis”:
I never meant to write this many love
poems. Inscriptions To Véra, the after-glaze of someone
else’s mine. When I read that my throat’s hollow jellies and folds like kelp.
From “Pathogenesis”:
I never meant to write this many love
poems. Inscriptions To Véra, the after-glaze of someone
else’s mine. When I read that my throat’s hollow jellies and folds like kelp.
REALLY TALENTED POETHUMAN
You never cease to make me feel, Emma.
I know some talented folks.