early morning sunshine knifes between the canopy of oak and pine, disturbed by cool ... CONTINUED
touch the clouds
as a kid i climbed every tree in my old neighborhood hoping to touch white ... CONTINUED
in flux
outside my window a cold gale rattles wooden shutters. a dog's howl echoes over black and ... CONTINUED
absinthe dreams
i. an evening shower speckles the window. a candle burns on the bedside table, its fitful ... CONTINUED
a thin crescent moon
beneath a wash of starlight the chill night air invigorates these bones. my beloved's whispered ... CONTINUED
falling, in kashmir
standing barefoot in a mountain stream her sun-kissed figure flames with autumnal fire. a ... CONTINUED
afternoon tea
the white ibis are back on my lawn, their curved beaks knifing into green grass searching for ... CONTINUED
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