1. At 5 am there is no song in the black window. The stage before the performance and after. 2. I want to translate
They break in to boarded-up houses looking for razors. They cannot see themselves in the failed mirrors. The fine line between their upper lips
The drowned girl attends class, her blasted eyes rolling back while someone drones on about unnecessary words. Will she never get out of here?
At night we shut off the house lights so returning turtles know which way to face the moon, and mornings we find the tide