• Afterlight

    We found out that Leonard Cohen died this morning
    and the world was reminded about the poetry 
    the pale domes of white light
    all singing faraway from where we sleep... more »

  • Black Under Heaven

    everything lives unnerved
    tiny cups and scissors hungover
    lilies in heaven marching in glass on the table
    our child arranging the sky, sleeping between the doorway... more »

  • The Many Ways You Can Marry In ‘high Windows'

    your arms are sunset sonnets
    made of pavement oak
    filling the rain passing... more »