Anna Krywyj - on tutankhamun - TTPAPC 2022 Poetry
unfurling the plastered papyrus of a dead little girl guffawing; what novelty! gripping her dislodged jaw gnashing her teeth together - look at her laugh the scarab beetle ‘round her neck glistens then gone; plucked with manicured fingers threaded through a silver chain and placed atop the corseted chest of
