I Have Always Confused Desire With Apocalypse

We met over a small

earthquake. Now, my knees

shake whenever

you come around

and I’ve noticed your hand

has a slight tremor

This poem appeared in a book by Daphne Gottlieb.

źródło: Read A Little Poetry

10.09.2026

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