Zachary Suri

Perhaps you will consider this a eulogy

I see myself in the television screen (where the man stands in a sweatshirt that...

The Year of Elisions

It is Decemberin the year of elisionsthe vowels of feelinghave been lost to fit...

By Allergy and Allegory

There is a ghostland somewhere near Of spirits of the Earth And aging oxygenated dirt And there is hope and there is hate But no one ever shows up late