If this were my only way to you

June 13, 2015

I turn, seeking the hawk to bring my message to you, to receive yours to me, and wonder if he …

Day 30

April 30, 2015

April is perfect in all conceivable ways apart from the pining separation from November’s divine dark

April 18, 2015

under the diamond shining off this raindrop we sit, silent ease, cocooned in dark, unknown, endless

April 10, 2015

I dreamt of Franko last night; we slipped together easy, sighing hard, and watched an old woman die dancing bold …

April 9, 2015

soft drumming of the vent below the floor, window rattling; it is the wind that owns day and night, not …

April 2, 2015

crisp seed pod warmed in afternoon sun hollow now seeds scattered but one, bursting toward sky

April 1, 2015

tree stands alone empty black branches yellow-gray field I am not afraid to come to you

March 21, 2015

i. Why do I think you are here with me still, taking note? I pull off the highway, end on …