Predictions Blue fears and loves. Four ice-crystals stick to my tongue, suddenly I can see the future. Longingly forlorn and apathetic predictions weigh like spider silk on moth’s wings--cover the planet spool upon spool. It was the beginning, a new age, a light age... Continue Reading →
Settle sun, you warm me when I fall behind in gratitude and need to see you to remember. The cold floor comes to claim tears before they stain it with salt. Settle sun, I ask on the days, the voice... Continue Reading →
Sundogs on the mountain remind me of you and your shadow left behind words I try to share, chase after on my bicycle, speeding down the road to a party to say goodbye. It wasn't goodbye, not that time. I... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 