Except for the girl dancing slowly
Folded in the arms
Of her gentle boy
Her eyes closed in precious determination.
As if she could trap this moment
Behind lacquered lashes
Match time somehow
To the slow sarabande that fills her …
You’ve been whispering to yourself now for so many nights, and I have been mending the windows in the third story attic in my mind. I have no idea what you’ve been writing, that’s certain, but I hope it’s vital …
Read moreher face;
she can’t move without
stealing the breath out of my universe with her.
everything quivers,
everything she.
where would I begin?
how does one take apart a garden of eden girl
and touch a woman after the fall?…
will you meet me?
I want to lie with you
on the moist summer grass
of the hilly graveyard
beneath the keyhole stars
above dim bodies braided with the earth
I know a place that can be seen
from no …
Fuck me, she says,
And it’s not an exclamation
It’s a plea
Fuck me feels good
In love’s true light
It’s not like it’s forbidden
Fuck can be such a hateful word
But she’s my Love
Trying that name on …
I want to learn your colors, though I know I would never understand them. My eyes don’t see black & white, but neither do they see reds & blues & greens & oranges & violets. Or, rather, they do …
Read moreearly hours
Mara has come and gone
in her wake whisps of autumns past
or promises of forsaken futures
seeds of the soul regardless
beyond my fence i tread softly
quietly
on the beds of those before
words etched in …
Read moreBirmingham, 2009
The moon blind-sided the sun again
As we grabbed the loose ends of the tide and then
The slippery slide
You know I can’t say when
I ever took a ride that slapped me that silly
With rolling …