The Night I Slept in Your Throat (an excerpt)

A poem


sleep jars

of unnoticed laughter


your mothed fingers


a midnight chorus of edges


we arc backwards

one thousand paper cranes

asleep in my mouth

forever tracing the edge of your stillness

the night I slept in your throat

climb into my breast-knot

let go

let go

let go

crawl me

to a place

of near