"Would you like summer? Taste of ours." Would you like summer? Taste of ours.Spices? Buy here!Ill! We have berries, for the parching!Weary! Furloughs of down!Perplexed! Estates of violet trouble ne’er looked on!Captive! We bring reprieve… Continue Reading
Home no one leaves home unlesshome is the mouth of a sharkyou only run for the borderwhen you see the whole city running as well your neighbors running faster than youbreath bloody in their throatsthe… Continue Reading
I like for you to be still I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent,and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you.It seems… Continue Reading
Horses in Snow They are a gift I have wanted again.Wanted: One moment in mountainswhen winter got so coldthe oil froze before it could burn.I chopped ferns of hoarfrost from all the windowsand peered up… Continue Reading
In order for me to write poetry that isn't political In order for me to write poetry that isn’t politicalI must listen to the birdsand in order to hear the birdsthe warplanes must be silent.… Continue Reading