Nick Flynn
Boston / United States
Monday, January 13, 2003

Twenty-Pound Stone Comments

Rating: 3.0
It nests in the hollow of my pelvis, I carry it with both hands, as if
offering my stomach, as if it were pulling me forward.

At night the sun leaks from it, it turns cold, I sleep with it


Michael Morgan 20 January 2016
complex, chaptered poem with instances of extraordinary sensuality.
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