Imagine a Different Future
If the world wasn’t on fire, I would write sci-fi fantasy novels. If I wasn’t born into a
Broken Lighthouses
1. Terror
2. Lighthouses
3. Mother Nature
4. Again and again
1. Terror
Light cascades into the open room through
Artificial Night
My Greyhound-Labrador mix, Sage, groans, tucked under a weatherproof blanket, on her dog bed, as the night casts a spell
When Love Isn’t Enough
I have never known a love like you,
I’m terrified I will never know it again.
I want to
This Love is Meant for You
Love is a liminal space, isn’t it? We linger amidst precarious confines anticipating more, anticipating different, anticipating. We sit
Where does infinity sit?
Written Spring of 2024
I'm much less interested in speaking esoterically than I used to be. I used
Infinite Walking
March 9, 2022.
My sister, Liz, an in-shape Californian created the pace. Erik and I, a bit jet legged, and
Blasphemous Sanctum
I look around for open doors
only encountering verbs
Perish be the eye which sees
only that which stands ahead
Where does life arise?
Life rises out of
a
melted turkey and swiss,
or a grilled cheese
with tomato soup on the side,
or
An English Sonnet of Somatic Symmetry
Calm water floating through my winding veins.
A resting space for [ocean oracles]:
the trough of my sturdy skeleton chains.