Poetry by Katy Santiff If I, in my vasting, my long-soundedself-review, recoup one coup too much foryou–I won’t fault you your auf wiedersehen,bis spater, ‘til later, and then, adieu.But what I meant to say to you: that I’vewalked to the edge of your woodlines, that I’vepulled myself through your sentries [dead vines], andI’m buckling beside … Continue reading Tangle [Kin Kelli 6] – A Poem by Katy Santiff