2011 We’re better seen from across the room, better still the intervening field of successive years in wheaten rows, where lay, concealed, our snow-white bones. Remembrance, 2011 [ 57 ] Share this:TwitterFacebookTumblrPinterestRedditEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related Lost in San Francisco What Others See Categories: Drawings, New Poems & Pieces, PrimitiveTags: Art, Genocide, Memory, Poems, Poetry