evening song
cicadas fill the stagnant, humid air with their song. the sound is deafening as...
heat waves
six straight days of ninety-eight degrees have kept me locked indoors. my overworked ceiling...
a lazy summer morning
early morning sunshine knifes between the canopy of oak and pine, disturbed by cool...
touch the clouds
as a kid i climbed every tree in my old neighborhood hoping to touch...
in flux
outside my window a cold gale rattles wooden shutters. a dog’s howl echoes over...
absinthe dreams
i. an evening shower speckles the window. a candle burns on the bedside table...
a thin crescent moon
beneath a wash of starlight the chill night air invigorates these bones. my beloved’s...
falling, in kashmir
standing barefoot in a mountain stream her sun-kissed figure flames with autumnal fire. a...