Thoth &/and Taboo
Mónica Belevan Poetry November 16th, 2017

Or we have known you by the name of Ezra,
Son of Homer and an heir to Thoth, of
Whom it’s said the world was sprung forth from
Through sound

Four Poems
Line Toftsø Poetry September 30th, 2017

Apparently there are mornings like
this sliding
sliding a rose
a rose disappearing
into a rose, another […]

T[h]ree poems
Mónica Belevan Poetry September 30th, 2017

Today I picked a flower: another one.
A party will be held to mark the date,
Which I, as before, will attend. As before,
So again: it is bound to lead nowhere. […]