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

The ground is warm and wet against my back Meadow grasses folding softly around me My hair threading 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

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

Siren Song

Her body is a siren song You are led into an ocean of unknowing  Within, within So everyone that has ever loved her Found themselves in over their heads Impossible to cling to her For she is water Changeable, tempest-tossed The seaweed of her hair around your throat She coats you with pearls And you… Continue reading Siren Song