“A Cistern Filled by Tears of the Dead” © Bill Wolak

 

broken

are you broken? sure am. where did you break? right down the middle. oh, i am sorry about that. would you like me to fix you? i already tried that. for eleven years. how did it go? it went very well, until they figured out how to put me back together. what happened after that? i fell apart.

are you broken? sure am. where did you break? right down the middle. oh, i am sorry about that. would you like to talk about it? i already tried that. for eleven years. how did it go? it went very well, until they figured out what was wrong with me. what happened after that? i started to believe what they said.

are you broken? sure am. where did you break? right down the middle. oh, i am sorry about that…. can you teach me?

 

Carol Krause is a poet who has slipped into dark places many times. She used to use words like decline, but now she prefers to use words like descent. Her debut poetry collection is forthcoming with Guernica Editions.

Bill Wolak has just published his eighteenth book of poetry entitled All the Wind’s Unfinished Kisses with Ekstasis Editions. His collages and photographs have appeared recently in the 2020 Seattle Erotic Art Festival, the 2020 Dirty Show in Detroit, the 2019 Rochester Erotic Arts Festival, the 2018 Montreal Erotic Art Festival, and Naked in New Hope 2018.