Brussel Sprouts in the Pandemic
As we kneelin this galaxyof lost stars,
the imprintof our handsin the earth
remains.The virus is spreading,and yet
we plantedBrussel sproutsyesterday—
and mustard greens.And...
Metamorphosis
No one asks the caterpillar.Survival has selected her destinylong before she swallowsher first lush, trembling leaf--sending her, impelling herto commit herselfwillingly,even eagerlyto the tiny...
DECLARATION OF INDEPENDENCE FROM MY FORMER SELF
I lost everything:the contours of the body I knewthe housethe identity of wife/motherhalf of a couplea name that...
Green*
Fleshy limbs fingerpaint the sky
That wondrous joy of life bedecked in emerald sheaves
Parasols twirling, swirling overhead
Shade from a beaming sun
Meal for all things living
Red
Cavorting...
I wouldn’t say I have a brown thumb.Fresh green weeds spring up where I garden,infiltratingthe flowering natives.
I cultivate a wild look,but when does the...
I Want Better
I want better.
I find this double mindedness debilitatingAnd I am hating the outcomes that I see
I want to flee from realityBecause of...
FALLSTREETLIGHT SWITCH
The sodium-vapor streetlightswith fresnel lenses like lidded eyeshave been replacedwith horseshoe-like arcs of LED lights.As the morning stays dark longerand evening comes on...
Cloth & Sun
Chaos greets me at the door—
broken things swirl,
dust motes through worn curtains,
a breath before the next bruise.
You coil like an old cobra,
fangs...