Kevin Prufer

  A  BODY OF WORK One comes, eventually, to the realization that one will leave behind only a body of work that will grow increasingly unintelligible to each new generation. A trace will remain spread across the vast internet in much the way certain particles inhabit the emptiness of deep space—negligibly, though perhaps measurably. I, for instance, am childless and, therefore, most likely will die alone, my nest feathered with yellowing poems. One comes, eventually, to the knowledge that one’s children are increasingly unintelligible, being yellowing poems spread across...
  • 30 julio, 2021
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