A Skull Like Sky
  • A Skull Like Sky

  • though I was lost when I arrived

    how she laid me down to the fat
    swell of her toes

    how a month later
    she turned herself inside out

    as if she could speak through grass

    who held clumps of dirt to my mouth

    if my teeth became suns and made a sound like wilderness

    tell me, mountain, will the forest burn into an empty
    theater of my body now

    Adrian Kien

  • 12" x 12"
  • Oil pastel on matboard/wood panel
  • 2012
  • $650.00
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