<p><span style=color: rgba(83 90 98 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>In the auction house of frayed space do some of us stay tethered to a coronation of birds? What would it look like to hold your faith the earth as a bride?</span></p><p>These poems are set in Mexico where the dust mingles with peaches and not every dark road blinds.</p>