I dropped my daughter off at the airport last night I dropped my daughter off at the airport last night the younger one with her feet barely in the halls of high school I dropped her off at the curb I dropped her off at the curb though I risked to lock my car and rush...
I hear the call of the breeze and the Stillness I feel the fracture of the bone the agony of the wooden table the caress of the dove the heartbreak of being Loved completely and broken into pebbles I see the parade of minnows and stars and those who don’t love animals...
I am afraid of the men in boots in my bedroom I can hear their crunching march as they approach across the frozen tundra The young daughter with plump cheeks in my bed and the pink strawberry ice cream Are no protection I am too weak to fight them off They are too...
if you were a succulent creature would you know it? would you recognize your own luminosity… the translucent drop of dew shimmering on your slender green stem? would you know your own rich aroma, honey and sage, jasmine, sawdust and fresh-roasted coffee beans,...
Lonely is the lamb spotted is the mule sated is the flesh and I… am longing for Your touch the chain to break the sight to mend the breath to fill just so… just so… the vision appears a sunrise so fertile and fair it splays the mango open quietly...
