"A detective has just drawn a circle with a piece of chalk, a private circle from which the victim will eventually look up, not at random, not at will, but when it calls to her, the chalk, the crushed bones of sea creatures who ringed the earth when it was under water." -- No III from Seven Postcards from Dover by Mary Ruefle

Angel Cries for Her by HoT

Minted June 2021 on Foundation