R.j.Elsewhere (Australia) published:
Come, it is time to paint the glass windows of this Greek Cathedral with our dripping love. Take a brush and pinch a seed out of the womb of a pomegranate, we dye their fine ends in love’s bloody sacrifice. There’s no time to bathe tonight, let the spilt milk say spilt. There’s a grace-hot fire to feed under this dark hour’s waxing moon, and it flares between the white of my ribs.
Feed it. Feed me. Colour my lips,...
about 19 hours ago