(Originally published by Chronogram Magazine here)

Without announcement
the flood made a song

the face that launched a thousand ships
is the face for which I travel.

I’m new here

I haven’t begun
to walk myself gracefully

I can’t see voodoo buoyed
or the face

there are many things
at which I fail

I want to see (I want to see)

with sterling sight

a chaos of Eris.

I want to see the flood at night.


⚡️ emma stamm / 2016