Staining the Canvas Masques and spectacles ooze from the cracks of light we all allow ourselves once the sun burns down behind the bridges Faces absorb the moon, the glare bouncing off crowded amber counters in bars, and the red and green of the intersections
Two Poems by Ben Nardolilli
Two Poems by Ben Nardolilli
Two Poems by Ben Nardolilli
Staining the Canvas Masques and spectacles ooze from the cracks of light we all allow ourselves once the sun burns down behind the bridges Faces absorb the moon, the glare bouncing off crowded amber counters in bars, and the red and green of the intersections