By Jordan Corley Hive hums somewhere behind the left eye. Drip of gold down the neck —molten sugar rots in afternoon heat.Today reached 37 degrees A helmet of bees—no straps, just teeth.Frantic needles in a dance you didn’t learn.Buzz like loose wires chewing a lightbulb before the electric shockWaxface on backwards again.Chin too tight, lips … Continue reading Hive behind the left eye
Academy of the Heart And Mind 