Christian HankelOn minda tree in winter single on the hilltop could disappear into the gray sky but for the heavy load of crows a cacophony all sound and flurry…Nov 23, 2021Nov 23, 2021
Christian HankelThe Ballad of the Queen of Diamonds and the Suicide KingHe was a boy of limited fortune, she was a girl of backstreet fame. He found her number on a matchbook with a plea for redemption, they…Oct 3, 2021Oct 3, 2021
Christian HankelThis is not a poem, this is a call to actionYou are not broken.May 27, 2021May 27, 2021
Christian HankelBlack boxIn the time of separation, when distance was compassion, I saw her once a week through a flat screen. I spoke words at a machine and…Aug 20, 2020Aug 20, 2020
Christian HankelBlueThere must be a sun out there floating in the blue, somewhere out of sight, out of mind, out of her mind.Mar 9, 2020Mar 9, 2020
Christian HankelTo plant the nut of the poison treeWhy is not relevant yet that is where I wander, beneath branches knotted and woven, searching for shoots in the twilight where nothing…Feb 11, 2020Feb 11, 2020
Christian HankelA vision on a plane to AtlantaYou came to me as we lifted off, my eyes closed, body twisted sideways in my seat, hoping to sleep, knowing I wouldn’t. Your pale face…Jan 31, 2020Jan 31, 2020
