poetry – Wild, Abandoned

Minotaurocracy

our lives’ favoring mercies over martyrs

ellipsis ©Vincent Hostak November 6, 2024 …hope… both precedes and follows the ellipsis. Three dark specks conjoined which, alone, work only to end the conversation. Alone, dark and soundless, like faces of tiny wells which somehow found each other on the landscape then chose to stand together, saying: “by this omission, we mean more,” andContinue reading “…ellipsis…”

Song for the Suffering

Tell me: Which is the safest room in which to hide in a burning house? Song for the Suffering © Vincent Hostak October 2023 I heard you say: “I refuse to take sides.” Perhaps you meant: your heart is with the suffering. It is a blister clinging to the wall, this wall no prayers mayContinue reading “Song for the Suffering”