for three days
I walked to the town where
the monks translated winter
for seven years,
their work crumbled like bricks
even in obscurity –
truths fall
(plucked from the eyes
of our lords)
Bare Ly is the tender gender-fuck your parents never warned you about. They make sad music (Double A Dollar) and host an experimental podcast series called A Soft Mess.
Photo: Also by Bare Ly, @dear_bare