Leaning into the Afternoons

(Birmingham, 2006)

I miss the curves
Of the slender girl
Who lied to me
With boundless joy, it seemed
Who spun some future
From gossamer thread and broken glass
A fragile thing
The shape of which came naturally
(To her, …

When I’m in the mood
I have but one thing to think about
When I’m in the mood

When I’m in the mood
I stay up as late as I please
When I’m in the mood

When I’m in the …

Birmingham, 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 …

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 …

her 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 …

early 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 …