Poem: Block Lyric by Ariel Riveros

Written in winter
to establish a history
that does well without me
but invite you for treaty

of long course, divot-love
presumes green, bank, sand.
Landings were society walls
and line perfects. The difference
why I won't weep, the west of love

more periods than paleontology
we have closed-in shelter.
You see images now at very
large number scale. Animal
remains in rare layering.

I'm hosted with meteor dust
for the prompts and exiles.
Every sleeve another
foreign ministering to
machine surfacing.
Bowl of punch and opine.
Here on the rampart, the
souvenir castellation, I
fit here. To a tee always
after hours and never before.