17th

A literary mag

When we speak it's all sands in shadow

manuel arturo abreu

Beneath the music

from a farther room

All sands in shadow

Ashen bed of headaches

When we speak thrum

Hallowed blink, tambor espada

I rest in God and God will rest in me*

The Cantinflas Paradox

Sentence dons hairshirt … 

When we speak we look away

Windslept

(last time we spoke i

saw voices trapped

in a falling tooth)

Bible study but it's a cantinflas marathon

That which cannot be unsensed . . .

When we speak it's all sands in shadow

--------

* Coleridge.

© 2024 17th Mag