Duras (Sickness)

Vandal Poem of the Day: November 22, 2021

 by Cynthia Cruz

Alone in the white mansion, M.D. lives, alone. Nothing. No-thing.
Just booze and books and old broke vases of long dead roses.
She paces. She drinks the cold liquor. When she does, the world
is made manifest. Booze, the hinge upon which the world breaks
open.

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