“Listen to me, I'm not hiding it— I'm swimming out to meet the boats coming armed up the river & I wish he were watching through a lead-black fog. I had his book of exits learned by heart. I thought I knew it.” PoetrySadMysteriousImageryBruteEmily Skaja Book:Brute: Poems Source: Brute: Poems
“We're almost a whole shadow now from far away.” PoetryShadowDistanceMysteriousFar AwayAmbiguousEndingBruteLast LinesEmily Skaja Book:Brute: Poems Source: Brute: Poems