Tremor – poems – Marisol Baca

Tremor poems, Marisol Baca Three Mile Harbor Press, 2018 “The first map she makes is on the skin of a cloudy mushroom.” – {from} Dyad If with a finger, a carved-out trembling, some bald youth points to a star from the shoulders of the historian moving them both forward, let what remains of repair glow … Continue reading Tremor – poems – Marisol Baca