poet Carl Hancock Rux

Carl Hancock Rux

Carl Hancock Rux Quotes

    Asylum Of Gestures

    Conflation of rapture and regret
    born out in those sequestered regions
    of the body, unterrained —
    outlawed by our
    mothers, subjected to extreme
    lore of hope and monotheism —

    turns when
    you touch me — an apocalypse