@article{8ea33234c201412fad7728e95766cda0,
title = "Lace In Your Hands",
abstract = " Excerpt: When I hear you brother, trembling in your grave, I imagine you alive. Sharp as black pepper. I catch you in the scent of gunpowder, in tunes whistled from someone{\textquoteright}s mouth. In limbs of snow waiting like brides in the woods [...]",
keywords = "creative writing, poetry",
author = "Gwyn, \{Lydia C.\}",
note = "When I hear you brother, trembling in your grave, I imagine you alive. Sharp as black pepper. I catch you in the scent of gunpowder, in tunes whistled from someone's mouth. In limbs of snow waiting like brides in the woods. Once, we went together on our bellies with pens and paper to the underworld.",
year = "2023",
month = may,
language = "American English",
volume = "1",
journal = "Centaur",
}