of stars and I have known you
but who listens
to you? Even
still there is
no vitality
in your breath.
Be still I advise you
to grow wide to
leave your neighbors
to kill anyone
with your same
first name. Prepare.
We have buried three
stronger than
you. We have made wine
from their voice
box and now we are so
terribly drunk.
–Christine Kanownik