The Gothic Revival 1 sky cycled light, dark a bright tide of watercolor filled and ...

Follow the Directions It was the blue-covered cookbook she reached for every time. She couldn’t remember when she had received it, wondered if she had borrowed...

tonight the sun sets in its usual fashion the spheres rotate inside themselves and then circumnavigate bodies in curved spacetime my children splash diamonds into the fire and acknowledge...

Sorting Through Mail at a Senior Home I make small piles on my desk To separate the residents  Who have passed and those still waiting For letters that...

Insomne Azules sueños cruzan la habitación a oscuras formando el rostro de las noches en un cielo de humedad. Alimenta el viento la voz del aguacero, surca mis oídos y...

loose harvest In another life, I was edible flowers. I wore a fitted baby tee that said tubular. It came to define me. Fingerling sounds dirty—name of a...

The Beckoning One evening when the sky was a dark opal blue And the gnarled trees Swayed and bent in the deep wind, The boxwood scented air...

Sabbath I Every moment, in the waning sun is christened with the possibility of rest, with the knowledge that another is worthy of the green’s blessing, with the delight of light...

Meditation Under the Tree I think of you at every moment of the day even if there are others in the world, other wars to fix. It is...

Arcadian Eyes dark eyes reflect smokey flashes from deafening staccato machine guns ...