"Everything is spiraling, feathery"
"in a seeming miracle of survival
a land where the rushing waterfall plummets into the Zambezi"
QuarantineNew writing 2017-07-21
"Something is birthing
a nameless malady ..."
Night WatchNew writing 2016-08-02
"Forgotten honey and milk ..."
The Anatomy of a Fall2014-03-26 This fall
Is a graceless arc, a jump into the darkness
"we are an arranged chorus
we get the lines
the social machines
the online medical schemes
the ability to be vacuum-bred"
The loud silence2014-01-28
"An unexpressed, swallowed roar
The confluence of a rushing water flow
"She looked up, nightly
She looked through the crystal stars
Those gossiping stars
Not giving them any attention
She looked past them, seeing only her pain
"I crouch next to her. It smells like moss and lemon verbena. I run my finger over the lemon man. He has freckles from the dust."
Poetry.com2014-01-14 "This poetry, from the highways of illusion, of illumination."
Dimensions2014-01-14 "Swallowing regret as he reads
The rustle of a light and air exposed page
Coughing out a smoky stained breath"
"The Gutenberg press wilts under an abandoned canvas
three-dimensional caress of the pen has faded"
"One small drop of this quiet
Falling from the dappled shade, carried by the breeze"
"You and I have a complicated relationship
Like a long unbalanced equation
Requiring a clear mind, in the heat-fatigued night"
Birdsong2013-11-20 "Long into the afternoon shadows
As I search through the dark pool of sounds
for the same lost call."