Your body is a confection Wrapped in a tight, shiny wrapper, to me, it glistens in the bin with all the others. It doesn't stand out, but it suits me. I reach in and pluck it out of the bunch, rolling it between my fingers. It is hard on the outside, soft on the inside, and it … [Read more...]

For evidence of this, spend time with trees When you question your fragile life, spend time in the forest. Be amazed by the strength, beauty and longevity of the tall, great trees, while also noticing the saplings; meager, thin branched characters who can't save you, if you … [Read more...]

It’s night, and together we are letting go We sit close on the old, soft, raspberry couch, in its third life. We are not close enough to be touching, until I lay my head on your shelf-like shoulder, beer in hand, restful. Our legs are crossed, mine draped over yours, until the … [Read more...]

Move your arms like wings Just as in your dreams, where you can fly; transforming your motion to a weightless, soaring being, looking down at the world below. … [Read more...]

The Muse is a little girl Tow-headed, boisterous, hands on her hips,daring meto control her, mold her in my image, to worry about heras she pulls, then pushes me away. She jumps into the tattered surf,fearless, scrunches her nose as she looks up at me with the sun in her … [Read more...]