storms gather above the treetops dark and swaying alive with a story The crows swirl and settle swirl and settle black snow thrown up from a bicycle tire the first fat drops of rain fall cold and heavy with foreboding or with promise There Will Be More the air is cool and thick my hair… Continue reading Illumination
It Is
I ran to the river I walked in up to my waist I let fall the pebbles I had been carrying To my surprise they did not sink But dissolved straight away Coming undone there in the water I thought about my life coming undone All the rooms I’ve had All the dishes I’ve washed… Continue reading It Is
A Place in the Forest, Part VII
“Mava,” Ivan called. “Are you sure about this?” Mava turned and looked back at him. The light coming from him was green but it seemed to be filtered, as if it was passing through a thick fog. His expression was earnest, open, holding nothing back. Even had she not been able to sense his emotion,… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part VII
The Back Steps
Gold light streams at a low angle through the trees Heavy on my eyelids as if I am dazed Each falling leaf a glowing yellow page breathing A story we’ve been telling all our lives Your voice takes me back through the channel A deep ocean river of time flowing forever From your impossibly green… Continue reading The Back Steps
Change
Today I noticed our old path Where we used to walk after school In the thin gray light of winter days Grown sparse and strange The branches spindly The grasses threadbare Even the shadows were shadows Of their former selves No longer holding unknown entities Antagonists of our inner narratives But simply places Where light… Continue reading Change
Being (audio)
Trying something new with voice recordings of me reading my poems. Let me know if you enjoy this!
Being
The ground is warm and wet against my back Meadow grasses folding softly around me My hair lacing through them, becoming part of the world Cicadas carry this rendering on their ceaseless song A heavy buzz that you were not able to hear White noise turned golden with the summer sun A billion tender green… Continue reading Being
My Love is a Planet
fingers sinking feeling squishing I gather the springy coils of your curls and my palm remembers moss damp organic spongy thick yielding softly sapling sighing smushing my face into yours breathing you in my nose remembers the wholeness of your body and your vines are twining round me so now my branches grow in spirals… Continue reading My Love is a Planet
The Dream
In the dream my brother tells me Love is All A revelation unfolds in my chest A memory made new clothed in his voice We are crossing a river that carves Through a honey-colored canyon Of striated sun-drenched stone A black goat stands in the shallows and watches As I gather up the layers of… Continue reading The Dream
A Place in the Forest, Part VI
“I’m ready now,” Ivan said. “I want you to show me today.” Mava looked up from where she was planted on hands and knees with her nose nearly brushing the moss, studying a pair of tiny snails with rose-pink shells and pearlescent flesh. Her small horns twitched in Ivan’s direction and he noted that although… Continue reading A Place in the Forest, Part VI
Queen of Elves 