Where am I.
A window, blinds half opened, the maple and beautybush and smilax catching
the lamplight, nodding as if a silent chorus. Beyond, the flood of the nothing... more »
Body Of Dreams
Last night, my father came to my dreaming
self in the form of a vampire.
A vampire's position is liminal—... more »
Body Of Moving And Light
Like a silvery fish pulled out of the dark water.
And so the opportunity for confusion
or clarity is intensified seven times.... more »
Come to the surface of the screen with your piscine light
and oxygen holes and press for moments... more »
There is fire in the beginning—without it, we thought, we could not see one another.
After only months, a scorched foothill, but covered in evergreen heather.... more »