I squat like a miner; sift through rubble, barefoot in Levis. Memories swirl the pan ― most of them look the same; unfossiliz...

Careful consideration shows traces of underdrawing. Off-center.  Awkward. Seed pearl tears dot the canvas. Then a change o...

September plays pick-up sticks with branches, goldenrod turns the world upside-down.  Summer hangs ripe, ready to get it over w...

An hour ago, I was a child of fables, pokeweed. A tongue roller, chewer of grass ― I could graft an oak from a twig. Me...

I watch the sky, listen for you in the wind , shake out my hair, open my shirt , let rain have its way. Shy clouds cover their ...

O! claustrophobic air ― apparent and busy in the sun. Dust hangs in waves of spring, a universe from the bliss of nowhere. ...