Shooting the Sun

Lay the instruments on the deck pumiced smooth as a baby’s cheek. Pull the horizon down. Trade all your desire for this exact moment. None other exists. Tomorrows chain the …

Breath

Green bursting from a skin of brown. First daffodil risking the frost of March. Your body bursts from its skin of sleep. It was nightmare, or pain digging your earth …

Words

These words could suspend my beloved in space, these words could keep her here forever. I can make a liturgy of the names, as starfire, lightning, moonburst, night. I will …

He Awaits the Results

He sits in the waiting room of his life. The birds halt their song. Crickets absent themselves. There is no season. On his bike he is riding in place. The …

Handel

Opera is a bright gem in London’s crown Here, anything can sing. My friends smile to see me. The servants are kind and help me write. I will never go …

Among Horses

Snouts push and jerk back, ears spring forward, manes disheveled and unpulled fill the air around her body. They yearn to put nostrils upon her, strange crouching creature with hands …