1/27/25
what i thought was the inside was the outside of me
the part that couldn’t be found
i found it in my blind spot obvious like air
or so i thought & then i held breath inside
and i blew my house down flattened the forest
some yellow pressed against the green air
when i remembered sky-skin
like wax paper around forgotten fruit
world as bag
as bigger than air outside the forest house
as inner as the eye
as outer than sky
2/10/25
i sip from a river & dip a finger in
i drink from my finger
ring around room w/ intent
bend the room to my will
thrill the neighbors & think in
sequence & forget my place
at the stable
2/20/25
enacting messes/chaotic insistence
persistence\envision this
a distant bliss/totally missed
twist swivel\concealed agenda
the end upended/the bottom suspended
rendered tender\loosened
2/24/25
got a little ghost
ate a little mud
sang a little song
walked to here again
talked to my friend
touched her open eye
4/14/25
crisp little white buttondown
i button i know how to button
catholic white buttondown
we wear matching skirts & shirts
she’s four, i’m eight
i tickle under her chin
flies & christ
flies around christ
the flies in the church alight
we’d dance in front of the wall
of mirrors, mirrored pose
our hands on our hips
in a dark garage
cat piss
found the book of sin
piles of golden leaves, we’d
pick blackberries on the way
to the public swimming pool
eye sin
bodily harm
baby sized hell
5/6/25
rows of rose
our eyes froze
got the lows
floral garden burial
her heart slows
eyes in earth
look up now
sun or flower
watch an aerial
floral fall mariner
call the carrier
carry the feathering
weathering the barrier
bring back butterflies
she cries now
7/21/25
they caught sugar drops on their tongues
they laughed sweetly
they forgot their senses
they stood on each other’s shoulders
they tore it up
they found gravity & then lost it
they found memory & then kept it
they meant well but made terrible mistakes
they danced in the columbarium
they tore down walls with music
they braided their beards together
they renewed their oaths at dawn
they slept until midnight
they pressed their faces onto glass
they climbed out of their ruts
they turned the sunset into sunrise & started again
8/18/25
every morning i comb my arms for five minutes.
every five seconds i take off my shoes.
every year we change our ears.
whenever i cry i give myself three pennies.
wherever i sigh i brush up against bark.
at the start of each season i wreck my car.
in the middle of the night i envision rain.
after combing my arms i braid my thoughts.
before braiding my hair i break some rocks.
each time i hear my name i run as fast as i can’t.
at 4pm i follow the snails.
by midnight i’ll have pulled five rhyming songs from out my head.
by dawn i’ll have embroidered a garden bed.
9/22/25
invisible in the sky
muted in the pool
feel close to strangers
float around some more
10/20/25
i reach through the double image times two, you
my six hands long for four you
i think about the time we tripped & tricked, you
only to find us tripped & trapped by you
i wonder if it’s you i see in the mirror, you
when my eight hands reach out missing you
i hold a sense of you in a corner of my mind, you
we hold each other in the image of you
12/15/25
empty silken baggie drought within
my greatest strength one constant thought
berries & buckeyes can’t lift my hand
blankets of bare sky my skin borrows the landscape
drifting without thoughts of drought
caught drifting within meeting the weather
with my mind’s hand bearing blueberry tart
surrender the tender barer and nearer