first published in Suburban Witchcraft Magazine
Read More »sclera
two pupils,
in and out
Feelings
first the twist of leaves,
tight as an icicle
you / lamb
(decision letter erasure after Bleating Thing)
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haiku #10
Read More »Vigilant
The souls I wouldn’t try to fix,
the compliments I didn’t give,
and all the hearts who never asked
for mine to be so earnest—
Wind Sang
When the hawk lifted above the goats
grazing on the mountain,
into the mist-filtered,
sun-kissed sky,
Honor
You draw your knee closer to you in the sand,
tilt it, push it back
as the tide rushes out.
Flame Wheel
Grief drops, panic rises,
and I’ve got my deflection grin on.
How many topics would you
like these words to center?
Powder
(after “Sand”, written by Jordan Johnson, Taylor Cameron Upsahl, Michael Ross Pollack, Dove Olivia Cameron, and Stefan Johnson)
I’m like one big puzzle;
what’s up with all these lines and curves?
Fragments of myself always
