The Archer’s Split Self
A limestone abdomen tightens beneath a carved rib cage; the navel sinks into a hard cup, the chest turns off its axis, the left knee bites the pedimental floor. What form of self comes forward when a hero folds around…
Tag Odysseus
Ballistics of Myth in Flesh
A question lodged in my mouth with the abrasive persistence of a burr caught inside a sock, and from that small irritation the whole inquiry drew its shape: when a yew bow sings, which vessel receives the hymn—the timber itself,…
When Heroes Fade
There’s a curious thing about homecomings. They aren’t quite what we imagine them to be, are they? A man sets out, faces the tempests of the world, and dreams of the day he will step across the threshold of home,…