Anne Tardos

American Poet

Anne Tardos


As far as the eye could see there was matter. Stuff.
Incapsulated in this matter, life found itself to exist.

Inflating existence to the sum total of reality.

Or why should there be something instead of nothing?

Or are we what we choose ourselves to be?


– from Ganymede
(forthcoming from BlazeVox)

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