there is no title to fully give weight

by Zoe Duhaime

the libations are red / the libations aren’t wine / the blood on the floor might as well be mine / the red is not freely given / the wine will not ease the pain / the hanger and the fear are on the horizon again

Zoé Duhaime is writing wildly/euphorically/from the west coast.

Photo by: Ana Prundaru