Of Dinosaurs
Today I had an experience simultaneously of homecoming and alienness. Perhaps no person feels so alienated as the person who comes home and finds strangers living there. I stumbled on… Read more Of Dinosaurs →
Why Have you Given Me Bitter
Why have you given me bitter to drink? I always was nursed on sweet – Why have you poured contempt down my throat And only despite to eat? My hair disperses with every wind And disappears with my heat – My shoulders and hips are pressed out of joint by the bonds on my hands and feet –
Slow Literature 