Brave
Death licks its paws after each meal and rids itself of us.
I’m stuck on a ladder of my
A Sestina for the Modern Age
Riddled with this fate, handfed spoonfuls of drum beats.
Thump, Thump, Thump, Thump, never too far, never too close.
Pondering
The Word Aioli
So close to mayonnaise,
yet so far away.
Back of the mouth, narrow puff of air blown forward.
Almost like
Trust in the Rendering of the Endless Spores
World of infinite entangled entities
swimming not so swimmingly
Who’s waiting at the end of the road
with penny
Basking in the Now
As the month of June, 2023 was reported to be the hottest month that has ever been reported on Planet
A Crossed Path Too Crossed
I can’t explain it but that wasp venom felt like love
The wasp fighting for its safety
Unleashing hasty
Bird Songs
I’ve got two fists
One of them holds patience
The other holds love
Well actually they’re not fists
Some of us Serve the World Best by Running Away
Sage doesn’t like rain
Or wet grass
Or long grass
Sage doesn’t like grass
Sage knows when a
Light Reflected
❊
When I scritch your belly and sing the song of you, I smell the summer air at my Aunt Vickys