A Red to Ruin: Pompeii found poems & art by Stuart Buck
A RED TO RUIN found poems* & art by Stuart Buck some dreadful bodies/our disaster at the seashore the emperor continued singing until he had finished his song it is likely that we’re caught and that all of us will die things left behind prevailing winds in Campania remnants of autumnal fruits wine fermenting jars across the bay but in the shallows rockfall rockfall rockfall the hunt they elected to take to the fields with pillows tied to their heads how the slave escaped rema