Bathed Sands: A Villanelle

By Joseph DuPre “I have a pain upon my forehead here.”  Even now, after years have passed away, I feel something shatter my mended peace, when I hear your bittersweet name. That moment, although short and petty, turns me into a bull trapped in Spain; the same even now, after years have passed away. As … Continue reading Bathed Sands: A Villanelle