Place me,
a stone nymph...

You were something dark, rich and halting
lingering on the tip of my tongue...

(I dream, sir, of the routes of my childhood
of braiding my hair...

They questioned my sanity
for I feared not...

''Sometimes we wish things were different. Some...
This age is graceless, Sir...

For centuries
they've trapped you...

''It's not the ghosts of the dead that hunt places...

You once told me that my heart
will, in time, ripen and redden, too...

Sometimes I wish my heart
would grow white columns and...

If I flatten my lips,
in prayer...

We were 5 and 7
when mornings tasted...

Egypt,
This was neither abortion nor...