La parola da casa, Serena Piccoli

sunday hay(na)kus.

1.
in
finding a
space to settle

we
have destroyed
what we love--

the
freedom to
be in process.

2.
if
i begin
to falter in

my love for
you, then
you

should
simply bury
me in earth.

3.
i
thought to
craft language that

would
explain life
to those around

me,
but all
i've managed is

to
cry in
ink bloody words.