white kettle hisses as fading yellow leaves fall- owl hoots are lost in moth's wings- wind whistles long refrain- rose bush slumps, hush...

  i peer at the moon  above the maple trees, glowing   with light, waxing with near fullness [i want to be her] in the room, i continue my s...

  he was sugar-coated in gold to behold him a god when the sun strikes his muscled chest and legs he posed still as a sky cloud caught betwe...

into the glass jar, i assemble the shredded red cabbage and pour the brine of spices & apple cider vinegar with sliced carrots & gar...

  garden bed sighs of dead petals & fallen leaves we let the echoes of departing birds  pingpong our words as daylight careens into shad...

in the mirror, your face  is staring back at me a line across your forehead furrowed as mine your eyes hardset as gravel your thin mouth sna...

  covers the small stage set with canvas, his aged hands folding away wires, strings, brushes & paints on shelves clanks in meticulous b...

  wakes up early in the morning light feet, folding neat her mourning clothes, sunlight flickers through the window, swelling with strange j...

we are stonewashed            by                 river  we are blistered grey                        by              wind yet you warm  gapi...

  i. the day the leaves turn sulpher red, tangy tangerine, gingerbread mums- the day i fall, into you  ii. inhale deeply   crunch, crinkle, ...