Category: Carl Phillips

More Tenderly over Some of Us Than Others

Vandal Poem of the Day: November 15, 2018

That we came to, once, in a bed of fox ferns. That we died singing.

Otherwise, what’s the point of it been, this body neither antlered nor hooved?

from Poetry Northwest 11.1 Summer & Fall 2016More by Carl Phillips from the library

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