William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings


The hush of a forest. The sanctity of an old cathedral.

A freeway through the graveyard of an unknown people.

And here is the place where Love buried her sweet shy kitten.

See the neon epitaph — Even grief wears a mask

As bright grows the sky where it’s bitten.

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