Caitlin Bailey

this spaciousness are you absent.

trained as a pharmacist in Vienna and began to publish his poetry.

Too dangerous to keep you
in the world.

The most brilliant part of you exists to haunt me:

Sometimes I can’t believe my heart,

metimes I can’t believe my heart,
how it continues.
How it isn’t black and withered,
how the chambers remain clear,
the beat plain and perfect.

something about refracted light,

Historically, the last petal becomes your fortune.

Everything is made equal by darkness.

ow I would
spend the year holding back a sneeze.