POETRY
Is that you Is that you Your dark eyes all seeing but not seen behind a wall secreted in an alter quietly waiting in a confessional, ready to forgive. In each station of the cross, boxed in linen robes belted with a rope sandals…
Is that you Is that you Your dark eyes all seeing but not seen behind a wall secreted in an alter quietly waiting in a confessional, ready to forgive. In each station of the cross, boxed in linen robes belted with a rope sandals…