Performed by Val Cole —- POEM: Apologies/what we owe the uni(verse) Awake, the door elucidates the shape Of her body, limbs stretched between this privacy of her mind, which asks What we owe the verse And If the universe owes us for existence? Asleep, the blinds snore in the wind Where the attic waits a … Continue reading DEATH Poetry Reading: Apologies what we owe the universe, by Leah Fleischer