On losing Sunny
Our communion last night was pizza and chocolates and trailing conversation, a wide prairie for your memory to bound through. …
Our communion last night was pizza and chocolates and trailing conversation, a wide prairie for your memory to bound through. …
Evergreens surround your house, a fortress wall heavy with snow. In black recesses I wade, the snow bounds off the …
i. I know because you are me. You came here afraid, chased by storms. You huddle with spare, odd friends …
hazy dry, as if in midair distant beeps, rattles, blood pressure cuff wheezing up, releasing, hour after hour, day may …
o’ wondrous pain, illuminating discomfort — how you have painted this earth to suit your ease, the slow swing of …
Everyday they fall. The leaves tumble down through branches, tossed by rolling breeze, find their way to mother earth, shaken …
we lay here in our pod the world screams crazy past you ask, ‘What is the world?’
I am not afraid of miracles, though all of my angry doubts must make you think so. I long for …
Last night, I dreamt my dog died. At first she just slipped her leash, and then as I reached to …
weep not that the world changes in all of your wanderings; open to the oblivion that softly wipes away the …