Rural Dionysia 2020

Dark are my blood and genitorsso they won’t ask me to obeylaws and morals of creditorswho are blind to the Milky Way Phased are my flesh and my father’sSo is the Great Conjunction ofthe Civilised with his feathersand of the Wild with scales of dove Joint are my mother and my soulso much that oceans … Continue reading Rural Dionysia 2020