Esmé Kaplan-Kinsey :: “a star-shaped balloon sails up towards the moon” (opens in new tab)

Are my words enough to justify the trees on which they’re printedDo my poems offset my carbon dioxide output Rhyming always makes a fool of mebut then it is not hard to make a fool of me, a queer sort of creature looking skyward for meaning which resists articulation— every time I use an M-dash now […]