Constellate


Bridal veil beside
Bed-raggled spread of spilt stars
And other launched hopes
Til’ the moon draws back the sky:
Satellite script of unborn names Read More

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Noise

Painting by Marci Crawford Harnden

Brassy om fucks
With palms to prayer
Position, elevated like a promotion

Deafening silent cries in back seat
The creak of the mind, slipping Read More

Rainstorm

Photography by Justin Dodson

When we sat on the chalk cliffs overlooking the Timberron basin and lightning in the indigo sky, it started to rain hard, though far from camp with one poncho between us. It threatened to wash away our ground but somehow, Read More

Merry-go-round

You’re able to bend to the ground
cause life’s turned all around
Down is up and up, a playground
where lost children go to be found
By outstretched limbs and
zipped lips without a sound
But for harlequin kisses tempting, Read More

Gospel

Photography by Cindy M. Diaz

I crowned twilight with the breath of the mountain, diphthongs down the valley.
I found my flight on this diadem, opening mouth to allow vowels out
I wound them up with streams of clouds into a timbred halo, Read More

Pindrop 


“There’s nothing to say about maritime sadness:
Immodest signals from unreachable islands,
Earthrise on the moon.”
– James Galvin, from ‘Something to Save Us’

Cull the living world, its krill
Roil its blues and greens and whites
With fingertip the needle eye
In vast stifled space from lunar foothold
Anchor drifts as murmuring plankton —
Somewhere you are at bottom of my mind Read More

A Bleat


You heard
and came to know me.
You heard
though I could not breathe beneath
Strata of ages of iniquity;
I was molten below, trying to forego
Prize and price, there and bereft
of the strength I’d had in the Read More