Fogged Clarity Podcast
5 poems from “Born”
June 12, 2018
We begin with this Rorschach of blood on thigh: first, a gravedigger shoveling earth into our bed, then the rotting barn we once undressed in. Beneath this wet duress, we beg in unison to be born. *** What’s the word for the soft white belly after th...
Interviews, acoustic sessions and poetry readings with authors, musicians and poets.
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