Poetry Locust Bean You, oh carob, were his food though men confuse Mark and Matthew's akrides (locust-the bean) with locust the bug.Joanna EleftheriouJune 15, 2021
Poetry Prodigal Son I want to know how it happened how the bindle's gold was spent or stolen by winking friends or women or men whose tongues and strokes upon your hairless shoulder made you think this is foreverJoanna EleftheriouJune 15, 2021