The meadow prefers no trespassers
or, To Donald Trump and all the other letches throughout my long life, starting at age 11 and continuing far …
Category Archives: Nature
Taking the car to the beach
this is not quite the breeze that wound past us when we entered the woods off the dirt road and …
9/3
to be lost for this ever, to drink the moon when no one is looking, to return washed clean
8/12
Aspen leaves flip and flash waking the glass-covered wall behind; dark when my mind pauses, bright when my mind stirs. …
Space
how it is our first and final loss how it is always here and not here how the way I …
When digging in my garden
Open spade cleaves mud, unwraps under-earth’s treasure-trove — twisted wires of plant roots clinging deep, no repentance, no shame. I …
When walking through woods without my father
I am not sure if it is the breeze, wilder, more freeing than any in the city, or the wintergreen …
After a long hot afternoon in the city
cooling breath tumbles across acrid plain presses away heat steaming concrete mental stagnation of shuttered windows, locked doors grass no …
6/19
through this leafy tunnel, freed from the sun we stroll easy, trace silky air over our skin discover joy in …
On watching fish and light
i. The light of our fire straining up these walls brings me back. Far away from my brothers, I followed …
