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