Instead of sleep, a book of poems by a dim lamp in the chair opposite the hospice bed. Every two hours another dose of oxycontin crushed and dissolved, liquid morphine poured onto my father’s bright blue tongue. I thought to steal from this fresh supply of oblivion, but— the sun came up cold behind fogged […]
Birch Wiley
Birch Wiley is a transsexual poet living in New York. Their work can be found in Pleiades, Voicemail Poems, and Querencia Quarterly, among others. Their debut collection, Mythweaver, is out now from new words {press}. You can learn more about them at birchwiley.com.