When the alleged dead come acalling

Clutching at life   When the alleged dead shall rise To haunt us in the deep of night With their lungs Gasping for air Their eyes full of horror Clutching at life As it gallops away Shall we beg them To quietly return To their alleged heavens And hells And leave us In our earthly […]

Fractal poetics

http://www.alicefulton.com/books/isr2005.html On this International Women’s day I would like to thank Shailja Patel for talking about the work of poet Alice Fulton,