innervates, selfsame bodies
half-built causeways birth still water
sunk the veiled North
Sea moss, our love: a cutlass sharpened
water-ice winnows visions of solemn service
(here) viewed, a (now) brilliant Chaos
like us, sojourners questing
for a looking glass, or an amethyst
cradles a spacetime, the Western Wind
uprooted, our final breaths
linger, I live
your Pandemonium—merely infinite.
Richie George is a second-year undergraduate at Yale University, studying History and American Studies. They edit for The Yale Herald. Their work appears or is forthcoming in elementia, The Yale Daily News, The Yale Herald, DOWN Magazine, BR!NK: A Review of Books, and elsewhere. They are the recipient of Yale’s E. Francis Riggs Prize in the Humanities. Somehow, their work always returns to the problem of representation.
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