A new pharology

Alex DePinho | Spring 2024

—lighthouse of alexandria, 43 ce
tonight i dream of her
throat as the tower:
crumbling. 
the only difference between 
a panopticon & a lighthouse 
is where you are trapped in it
all spinning lights in maritime dusk
all moonbright eyes searching like
the owlet
cranes its 
soft head 
and then burning. one last flash
to limn the water’s surface, glance
upon the keels of ships 
shorebound: an effigy 
i am wakened 
as the world closes 
her one good eye over me.