Under Cover

When I ovulate & am bloated; when my clothing itches on my skin; when my thoughts have been misquoted; when the world is brittle & thin,   there you are, on the night leaves, shining dark green under the moon, gentle. What this light achieves remains given still, next afternoon.… Continue reading

A Timely Wind

Earth continues her unerring turn, the sun persists on his unending reel; in dark shadows underneath the roots twist and rot among thriving baby grass grubs. Two corpses lie apart, buried, where once their mouths gave resuscitation to each other’s tired demanding lungs; yet all must be forgiven, given over,… Continue reading