The Visitant

A house that grows taller may collapse or be reborn,  its brick spine realigned, & new colors applied to the relic. This house stands rigid in gauzy light, an old man using breeze as an inhaler. The front steps creak under the Visitant, bearing cerements. The porch, a broken hip holding up thin walls of... Continue Reading →

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