Words

Dear Nina, Two years in, milady, and all Boulder has taught me is that keeping up with the Joneses still keeps one oblivious to the...

There is a line in the sun As the crack in an egg I am wandering the interstate Walking on tired legs With dreams as diesel gasoline A glow...

Recovering Irecover likestrength sappedfrom maple treesawaiting syruplike a broken stirrupon a runawaysteed its rider upsidedown being draggedoff intoa distance unasked forunknown or a ghostunwilling to admitthat deathhas brought the end ofbreath the sounds ofa...

a summer wind and softly, now, the whisper of falland these shadows, like snakes they creep down my wall  and the sun, swiftly his chariot borne through the...

what does everyone want to do for their last night on earth walk the high wire bend over backwards look up at the stars until they start to look...

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...

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...

Where we standwhat we eatthe atoms of our soul        everything we see was all made from the hearts of distant supernovaethat exploded...

Waking up each morning Pieces of my skin stick to my sheets Flesh unbound, pulling away A viscous, visceral stretch in the direction of my movement, a line...

I know that room inside youwhere you go to hide when you’re scared and don’t want to be seen. Where your back is turned away, eyes lowered if they’re...

L.A. i said isn’t that where dreams go to die where you never say hello so you don’t have to say goodbye  where crooks find love and lepers fornicate and...

Have you ever seen a bird hover just over the shallow of a lakeBalancing on the wind that whips my baby hairs across my...