December Poem of the Month: Themes on an Exit by Alina Zhong
Themes on an Exit Novelty, and I’m not sure— Yesterday I felt a casual breeze and the loneliness of previous autumns came rushing back. I have the sense, or the symptom that the more I lose in sleep the more myself I become. It carves around myself: I pare down more tender, sore and supple, organic bruises beneath my eyes cosplay something more lovely. Winter is coming. It’s a warning.…