Connolly Ryan Poems, Day 2: “And Now A Word From The Universe”

The universe just wants to let you know that if you aren’t engaged Saturday night it would love a chance to change into something less universal and more intimate and then come through your window with breathtaking intentions as amatory as they are ambulatory and hoist you into its silken welkin or creamy empyrean or any other archaic words for firmament you prefer and then … Continue reading Connolly Ryan Poems, Day 2: “And Now A Word From The Universe”