David W. Landrum
Face to Face With My Lover on Danito's Anniversary
Monks recite sutras for their dead sensei.
Their modulated voices dip and sway.
That afternoon, I fuck you, and I can't
help smile: your moaning mocks their measured chant.
—–from the Japanese of an unnamed writer
Bio
David W. Landrum lives and writes in Western Michigan. His poetry has appeared widely. He is the author of the chapbook The Impossibility of Epithalamia, available from White Violet Press.