March 22, 2014

Reflections in Lent: With You Wise Men Wonder

—with you wise men wonder and so, too, do I—like fibrous trees uprooted at the seams gone forth their way to die— —but in the forest […]
November 28, 2013

Atop the Cliffs of Dover

That I not green, nor light upon this happened hill— not any brother to the stone, nor face as flint outcropped— but eye to see where […]
August 2, 2013

The Experiment

At the end of the sky sat a wagon train of clouds, settling in for night. Myself, I shivered by a meager fire underneath, flames spitting […]
May 31, 2013

have you ever seen the lacy clouds?

have you ever seen the lacy clouds through cotton candy fingers?— and oh! the heave of out-of-breath, sticky giddy giggles when my lips are tight from smiling, and […]