portion of the artwork for Lara Candland's poems

Lara Candland

—human frith
—optizan’s garden reddening—its spikenards
—the odor published your fate


hidden teeth stipulate lilac—
raised, leaping up
gowns accepted
feet of the earth walking into spheres

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FRiGG: A Magazine of Fiction and Poetry | Issue 28 | Spring 2010