Dara Wier

During the sixth your resolve seemed less sure of itself and You divided and succumbed with mathematical abandon. From the fifth we surrounded you with our hands extended And opened and though we dared not touch you, it drew you Away from the fourth which had so little stir to it, too little To make […]

Fine static barely buzzes in brushed down silence, a bristling Silence with an air of expectation. We’re expecting you for a Visit. We’re anticipating your arrival. We’ve done all we can to Fathom you weightless. In countless ways have we ushered, Have we swept and we have removed all barbs and hooks, splinters And sharp […]