Falling Down the Sky

The Maenad ___________________________________________________________________ Smoking mirror of ire Dire equation maiden Prognosticator of uncertainty What foreknowledge have you for me Fresh coffee, clean linen, and gentle woodfire Or flesh peeling from the heat of pyre . Not fire but hot oil rain An acute, strangely Victorian brown down. Flaming Oil and Burning Woods, Full of after-henceforthContinue reading Falling Down the Sky