"Close your eyes. Imagine in your head a bladeless knife with no handle. Do you see how the image recedes from view the more language I add to it? A bladeless knife. With no handle." - Kaveh Akbar
A poem placed on top of the first TV image of Mars, hand colored, from NASA. The poem reads, Thinking I could exorcise the heavy core of it, I sat down to write a poem on the topic. I do not know how many words I have left to write around it. The only way out is through. Could I, given the grace, go into the mirror maze and find the other side? As it stands, I am in one of many dead ends, passionately disrobing my own reflection.
-------->