I have an hour before I launch— before the air becomes stiff and tight around me, and I forget how to move and breathe. In this place, I like to say that I am ready to understand myself and the... Continue Reading →
In the face of chaos Spring shows herself to me. Beyond measure of my body The length from toe to head, width of rib to to rib I’m just with myself. But I can be with everything else, stuck in... Continue Reading →
I promised more about the birds their long noted foreign language appeals to me. The day will be over soon and there is nothing I can do. I want to bring the sun over my shoulder, a lasso around her... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock 