Words

wow i am a circus bear i am big and formed in the wilderness of my own cognitive dissonance i was once wading in the torrent of...

There is a poem lying beside the road, its red fur ablaze in the morning sunlight. The spine of the poem is broken and one leg is partially...

A memory I can hardly remember,My first memory?Dangling by a string,So close to being lost.I know it is Spring,The Lilac tree is in bloom,But...

I’ve always had a hard time expressing myself,” says poet Andrea Gibson. It’s hard to believe, especially since Gibson has made a career doing just...

surf churns with ever sharpened howling windparallel waves crashing and screaming rainlike tiny honed ice crystal blade cut thick skinwhile storm on rise at...

For years I’d see Tim free fall from some height while sitting still in the backwoods of his life after his wife died of alcohol poisoning he cut...

promise: I lost the meaning of the wordwhile begging & beggingfor it to be solid my teeth reach into hope to sinkbiting into air that...

I keep myself busy long enough to not remember the time. I keep track of minutes best in the mountainsfeeling them passing like a rhythm...

and sometimes all i got, seth is a lengthy corridor filled with the sounds and the shufflings of shoes and sober interludes on a long train ride going...

Uppermost in almost anybody’s mind these days (Not to impute Platonic shape to space) Desire (as if it were a thing) will blaze Entre nous anew, prognosticating...

I want to tell you: that this part will be simple, that you’ll always know what happens next, that the first one you let cross the threshold...

In grief:Take as longa roadas you need,mingling withheartbreakingholy darknessgiving spaceto each chasmcalling for tending. When emerging,coming up for breathhold firm in keepinglightalive and well,find ways...