“I pass a swathe of green and blue,
a dual image, for when I think of trees
I think of you and me …“
Untitled
“a different pain but the same ache …”
Conversations with Popi
“She buried her face in talcum powder. How comforting. How soothing.”
Sometime Ago In The Afternoon
“you drink me in the mango light …”
A Landscape of Our Love
“Alive and awake, it whistles with content …”
Ingénue
“He taught me how the deranged make love …”
Her.
“she hid behind no hinges, handles,”
There is a Girl
“In my dreams, there is a girl …”
The Squieelie
“According to my grandparents, the squieelie would kidnap us if we were by the river at night and devour us whole. The last bit made it stick.”
The Wound
“They say that Time-Heals-All-Wounds,
But they never told me about the scar that came afterwards.”