for M 1. who conceived that ravine or the contour of those slopes Torbay —washing over him as he swims— is trying to say don’t let the barber shave below his collar 2. I love breathing him in my fingers raking his chest a cub wanders the forest after Andrés Montoya & Francisco X. Alarcón … Continue reading “Hair” by Francisco Aragón
How many sobs in parking lots before sun lugged above horizon?
I'm back and hopefully to stay!
I will come back -
And like the rose, we unfold