
the curious child
remains unbaffled by the
complexities
of snail amore:
thinking the lead a tow-snail.

the curious child
remains unbaffled by the
complexities
of snail amore:
thinking the lead a tow-snail.

deep in the cave,
there’s a hole that knows no light;
everything
and nothing can reside
within that black hole

floodwaters rise.
peacefully drifting
around the calves
of those in search
of things that float