Gemini They call me mercurial, quicksilver, smooth, and uncontained - I am the rising steam suspended, the shifting wind, not one person...

Smile Smile, he said eyes on my face, heavy like a logger with his saw at the tree a little word and one more little cut I bet you look...

Climate Grief I wake and the world is on fire And each night I think, tomorrow things will change Tomorrow I will do something Tomorrow...

Sedated Air Haste not be made, I value the silence in this swamp of sweetly strewn surrender. I navigate the trail where many persons...

A Dark Face I live in a faceless desert, so you can't see any rose in my heart, and all I can imagine are gray spikes. We should be good...

QUAGMIRES PLACID AND PRODIGIOUS “Under paperweights, lots of paperweights Prepare to perish, O thoughtless courgette” The auto-poems...

SEQUESTERED BEAUTIES Beauty Is half of a fading flower. The blackening, crinkling edges that call A proud farewell to the sky as they...

I am moving into a numinous house with three floors and light blowing in from three directions and maybe I can breathe again. Packed...

Swooning/Falling When I fall to the ground, I imagine I'm stumbling into your waiting arms, in a world where you're there and ready to...

Hope On Vincent Van Gogh's "Almond Blossom" Sky-blue shades hit home, as always, and familiar brushstrokes catch my eye after months of...

Stranger She came from the mist walking through the streets of a great megalopolis unseen she sought to become again. On an unimaginable...

Skin deep The flesh is simple, nude under the air of a frigid room it shivers skin deep under the shock, close by, the intruder is at...

Sculptress Those palms in lines of lives have shaped histories on misty coastlines imagining knights in sand castles caressing the hair...

Words you are What are you doing with all this eternity now that you sit on your throne of clouds? What do you see as you look down on...

Sight The scales fell from my eyes, and as I looked in the mirror I saw myself standing tall, defiantly, as a winter daffodil on pillowed...

Funeral for a Womb Womb: (n) wretched occasionally makes babies ashes to ashes / dirt to dirt good dirt / holy dirt feed the dirt a...

Hunting Season so you loved me a dozen days ago when you lived in a house beside a field watching dry land shift...

a distancing kind of love mark the year with postage stamps and rose water, pulling together the corners of love like a paper swan, as if...

nudes the art of folding a body into a shower fall of exposed vertebras is a delicate procedure like stacking pieces of dried wood onto...

Pre silhouette The little creeks And greater rocks Make a slower way for  A light stream  Textured over the pebbles.  Then she turns...