SOLECISM by Rosebud Ben-Oni

Where Ben-Oni finally lands pales beside how she sees the world through her tongue.  The journey is all. And if you find yourself “unborn again… twitching in sin” or ‘tasting toadstools’ and singing the ‘discordant dark’, then you too may revel in that forbidden space of SOLECISM, reaping poetry from “what remains of the unruly wilds.”

  –Amy King

http://vacpoetry.org/solecism/

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July 13, 2014