babini

CASSANDRA'S DREAM Kings from the world over heard me speak with a living sibyl saw me pour out her bowl on the briar I poured water over the earth the kings bowed to my prophecies their losses I meted out as air my city rose out of ashes the famine fell on the day of [...]

A DIFFERENT CLEOPATRA Melt into his joy, like a fruit in his mouth, bear his name not as a near-misfortune but as the future your own small self has awaited. Swaddled for worship, become the promise of wings that took an oath of staying affixed to a mummy; your bone-cage, supple enough for liberty, will [...]