Month: December 2023
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Summer of Luck
That summer, I found four-leaf clovers everywhere. When I was out on a run, something would catch my eye—symmetry or…
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Dimensions Of My Grandfather
my grandfather isgrains of sand floatingto the bottom of anhourglass. he is a sundial measuring flashesby the wrinkles of hisskin.…
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Ants and Arches
The morning after, we silently move around each other,pouring cups of coffee, careful not to touch—at the table, I watch…
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an archaeology of calm
loss is simple in theory.bear in mind,my observationsare the outcomes ofunaided impulse & curiosity.as a preview,people will always askto see…
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coda
a lie’s melody stitches together words that died with hope, when you could only hear the tears staining your surgical…
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Aubade with Northern Lights
Chaque nuit I retire before you,wearing bergamot perfume, a black dress,and a statement necklacemodeled after the Aurora Borealis,with abalone shell…
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The Exorcism of Rain
The rain is nature’s best exorcist. Look how it cleanses everything it touches,how the harshest of pavements, sharp as a…
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Gypsum Hills
* Photo by Ryan Clark The gypsum hills of Old Greerare great turtles with backsof green and dug inwith red…
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Dancing Under the Moonlight
Mayhem as she sways,her dress sewn from silkas she floatsso do her curves.A woman with storiesetched in her bones,shape shifters…
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The Names of Things
I want to tell you how the white horse movesin the pasture, its ribs extended, the warmthof the sun on…