Espial | Megan Stratford

$ 7.00


a wetting


durum yaws along eskers late summer static

a drove of oxen; a wallop of brawny tails

over a swarm of mosquitos

striving to tipple their trusses dry; of blood,

of boors fishing for a garrison

argil, doing what it does best

from the runaway cut-throat

from the black mouthed

coyote, who stains the ere with instinct—

a wetting on the fuzzed

callow stem