the wind blows but here in the still point the wing of a blackbird at the corner of her mouth a flock follows curtaining the sky a theology of love is hydrogen binding in nuclear fusion hydrogen bonding in our dna and still all our fatherlessness mass graves suicides and killings loathings which are not your thoughts but ours our hard dark engine our birdless days iii.2
Shann Ray | Atomic Theory 432, iii.3 Contents | Mudlark No. 64 (2018)