My poem "Vanitas, Burying a Fox" was published in the online journal Conte.
Vanitas, Burying a Fox
Once you are dead, you are nothing.
- Graffiti from the House of the Centenary, Pompeii
Hayley holds a fox skull up to her face, scattered tan hairs
escape around the fissures in the animal bone—
rotting peach-white, yellowing like the receipts at Rice Bowl
where the grease is so thick, it's in the fibers
of the paper and our skin. We always ask for extra
bamboo stalks in our stir fry, burrow through cartons of fried rice with bits of egg,
because, your eyes will soon be sparking ... Conte
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This is Karlanna I don't have a blogspot but I want to say you are amazing Liz. Super talented, super inspiring. Your poems are beautiful, and of course, your books and paper work as well.
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