walking on dirty streets
i smell dreams
breath trapped in dark
Love
poetry: pink clouds called you home
you promised me sky never
falls, only shifts, so i follow
threads looking for you. real
boy, real. real. you promised
me ocean waves never cease,
so i search foam for fingers,
fog for faces, where did you
go if not into the pink, where
one day i’ll roll over and find
you laughing and calling my
name, real boy. real. real.
poetry: the road
As I drink coffee high
in an old pine tree, a silver
car appears below. With
a low moaning honk,
it beckons me to climb
toward vibrating metal.
poetry: dream cat
you used to come mewing
whenever i stepped outside—
a neighbor’s cat
who claimed my space
poetry: august 25th
plucking piano keys, i picture
you, sitting on my couch.
purple sweater, chocolate cake.
your laugh, like rumbling joy,
lives in my walls.
today marks the day we said goodbye.
years ago, holding hands until cold.
i play the only song i know:
Jolene, about being chosen.
you loved Dolly.
both hard workers—
rhinestone and cleaning gloves.
she left us today, too,
splitting my grief.
out of tune, i sing,
your beauty is beyond compare.
gathering kindness into notes,
remembering.
developed.
your smile is like a breath of spring.
capture. photos. frame.
grit.
moving across the room,
i gather my camera.
holding it with two hands.
my happiness depends on
what i do next.
Photography: Women Are…
“It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are”—E. E. Cummings
Last week I escaped to my favorite place at Dillon Beach with a few good friends. The weather was warmer than usual and the tide extremely high. However, on the very last morning, a bit after sunrise, the fog rolled in, the tide rolled out, and I took these photos of my dear friend and July model, Heidi.
Continue readingpoetry: abundance
talk to me about roundness,
the gravity where we cluster,
thick skin, soft insides,
held on a single wire.
poetry: star shadow
words don’t matter
you do
across a table
carrying our years
cups in hand
shadow pens
starry paper
ray dotted cheeks
called-out names like a song
jane says look up
we rewrite the room
poetry: sunlightyou
saunterstep beside me
pretend you flashcapture
everymoment
ohthelightreallylovesyou
dreamyou
beautybeautybeauty
wordslike whisperskin
foldtogether
alwaystouching
sunlightyou knows howto
saunterstep beside me
poetry: lemon wind
my shadow threw flowers
into the sea for you. floated
words on petals, threads
for you to pull. calling
through bright sun, casting
into murky waters. see
how closed curtains float
when blown. fresh lemon
wind leaning against bark
until the wood vibrates
you—again and again.