From the magazine:Small Talk
By Michael Robins
I dreamed you called without reason, picking up where we left the
water months ago. Origins without âŠ
water months ago. Origins without âŠ
Spiral, Surrounded by Spoiled Accord (Or, Schizoaffective, Unspecified)
On This Bit of Soiled SadnessâŠ
Intenciones de respirar [âNi un dÃa más allá la maleza"]
Intentions to breathe [âBefore even one day has passed"]