I think of the day
as part of the night
where lips and rivers
coalesce and touch,
where stars collide
and the body howls. Continue reading
lovers
Excerpt From THE LOVE TREE
Hillock Hollow
Hillock Hollow excerpted from The Love Tree Continue reading
Harvest Moon
Harvest Moon
I combed my fingers
through corn silk hair
picking watermelon
kisses
and the breeze
rippled
the deep pools
of liquid
flesh
intoxicating
as chardonnay. Continue reading
The Yearning
My being
Empty as a bucket
Rings
With something metallic
And impatient
As the skin
Of a drum. Continue reading
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