I dreamed I offered myself
We discussed the world / in words of nothing, loving / placidity wild
Excuse me, sir
Excuse me, sir / but I love you.
tip of innocence
salt in water / lipids in lye / an echoed note
blushing up old memories / of neglected 57 wines, bleached teeth, and / handsome pocketbooks.
fresh morning pie / on a bill-free Saturday, / Spring’s soft moss / that first thin root; / cageless / and yearning.
What a strange, / snaky character—the susurus / of syllables—such a sinister, slow, / slippery , character, a savory / singul…
A bubble crawls / down the current, sister to the suspicious froth / that gathers in stony armpits. Harbored in a crevice, / it pushes thr…
Winter sighs / trees lean and groan / Earth / tilts her chin
Cashews are like policemen
Plunk down/ mid-step among political/ eyes
Unlike an arrow shot / from a backstrap bow or light / crashing through a fulsome sky / Rather, sighing as a thin leaf, / winter blankets t…
A flower bud bulbs up / and with it / Narcissian lust
rising/ silent toward the scepter stars
…work grows, surrounds/ sunrise to sunrise.
she slides slow / toward the muddy edge
The aspens / balance their glow in the full / appetite of autumn
Earth lilts its canopy fingers / across the sky / like a young girl waking, / ready for another whirl / on the starry dance floor.