New Poem at Twisted Moon Mag
“We Hold Up Eternity”
I have a new poem up at Twisted Moon Mag, Issue 5: We Hold Up Eternity
You make me into all of your favorite things. Wax-winged, you model my body to your likeness. Everything must be similar, the remains. You step upon my altar, run a finger along my lips, lick the dust from your skin. It tastes like skin cells and sweat and stardust…
Originally published at http://www.hlwalrath.com.