February 2021, Rio Grande ValleyI feel the phantom heaviness of hertugging at my branches, though it’s beenweeks since she and all her sisters fell.The memory is frost-blurred in my roots:the shock of polar wind between my leaves,the crystalizing ice, the branches’ ache,and then the loosening, the letting go,the sudden thump, the weightlessness that followed.How can... Continue Reading →
Somehow, the roly-polies missed the news—they keep on moving earth beneath our feet.I want to tell them that the world is ending,wake them from their joy. I want to askthem why they keep on workingtoiling, turning the debris of winterinto spring if spring may never bloom.I want to whisper in their little earsthat the world... Continue Reading →
How to hold the whole of her withinyour heart? You land here like a sandhill crane—intending to move on as seasons change.For now, the cottontails thump through grass.Clusters of spiderworts blush indigo.Some dawns, the sky can swallow you alive:flesh and mind and soul. The wind keeps blowingunobstructed, snarling your psyche.A girl inhales the scent of... Continue Reading →
