VIGIL 15:42-45 // GRAVEYARD
Originally written to accompany an art piece by Paige Parker
we sat beneath the blood-haze and petrified wisteria. alabaster
dripped with the fetor of voracity. below, a shift of rock:
"BEHOLD OUR SIGHTLESS EDEN.”
i turned my gaze west. the sun hung over the carnage in
swollen hues of diurnal satiation.
dripped with the fetor of voracity. below, a shift of rock:
"BEHOLD OUR SIGHTLESS EDEN.”
i turned my gaze west. the sun hung over the carnage in
swollen hues of diurnal satiation.
by Kamalani Fielder