There is a Welcoming Void by Harley Claes

I sort my mellow mind into genres of the spirit

And exhaust all possible pathways

While handing over my will to the wind, take me with it

On a sunday evening

When the sun is waning,

naked

There’s a hole in the sky

And it’s waiting to be opened


“It is very short form. Up for interpretation.”

HARLEY CLAES (she/her) is a writer and entrepreneur from Detroit, Michigan. Her work is oftentimes anachronistic, surreal, philosophical and holy erotic. She also happens to run the Beat-inspired press ANGELICAL RAVINGS. Her work has appeared 50+ times in literary magazines. You can find her at https://linktr.ee/harleyclaes and on twitter @vilecherubium

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