Gabriel Kruis,

Poetry. Education. Event Curation.
~ Co-founder, Wendy’s Subway ~


Table of Contents

 Say, “Poetry’s air, Money’s ore,”         Or, “Poetry’s a kind-of money,”          Say, “Dirt & not copper makes a color darker, it makes the shape so heavy & makes no melody harder,”            Or, “Say there’s money but it rusted,”           Say, “Poetry’s not a luxury,”         And, “I know I am space, my body’s air,”         Or, “This is a shape, a shape of blood beating & cells dividing, But outside of this shape is space,”           Say, “Thus the air’s a luminous shadow which accompanies the body,”          Or,  “Poetry’s the body’s body,”