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Aphotic
A Poem by
Eilis
for db 1974-2021
Histrionics of dying love
A Poem by
Eilis
You knew I was always doomed to fail
Meditation on the floods of ‘94
A Poem by
Eilis
And I think about the coffins floating out of frame. The old television like a box of faded off-market crayons. The luster lost, the proper name a..
Learning to Live
A Poem by
Eilis
Like flower petals the days have fallen away. Counting, childishly, all the meals I could not eat, I have stored the numbers like wafers under my t..
In the beginning we discovered the end
A Poem by
Eilis
Though you were dusted up from the loose bones of the earth, I was drawn from the splinters of you. Myth begetting myth until we forgot ourselves ..
The wild never
A Poem by
Eilis
The sky does not understandnever. Its glassy blue bodyis an illusion hanging over everything.I can not shake it. And.Why would I want to. Excep..
Dreamscape for the doomed
A Poem by
Eilis
In dreams/dreams I find it again: like a robin pelted with granite pebbles, the plane tipping limp/ heavy. A sudden gasp escaping as though t..
Extract from the inferential
A Poem by
Eilis
My entire life gravitates to ground. A fruitless attempt at rewriting/ escaping history. My mind is a wash of greys and blacks trying to be r..
Auspice
A Poem by
Eilis
nothing will be enough. The sea will never take you back. -Shara McCallumNight is a cousin of the sea. In it I swimpast the old. In it the bones of da..
This is the dawn: cold & reddening
A Poem by
Eilis
You could not even be delicate enough to f*****g break me over rocks. Maybe you could become the mantis. Praying/devouring me when you ..
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