Beneath Vaux & Mould carvings, a most puzzling version, enough for me to wish that time could bend, just once, a little longer for us,  so we may squeeze just […]

The world has turned many times since camp ended, and the raindrops on my shoes, long dried to oblivion— I press my tongue against the roof of my mouth chewing […]

So leisurely, I mount — by the rims of my bowl, bent a perfect dive into the broth. . In my bowl, in my soup, my arms reach for backstrokes. […]

In small hill folds, whistling melodies of wind and farmer nestles a timid pumpkin seed in the helm spouting fast a giant fruit in explosive joy anchored paths and rooted […]

She’s two years old now, asleep at last for the afternoon. These days, she’s at peace with powdered milk, negotiating like a grown woman “yes, now, more, no, yes” — […]

All afternoon I sat across you. My mind snowing delicately, peering your glistening orbs, blue. I’m thinking of glaciers, sharp frosts ballerinas imported from Boyarsky’s Mariinsky Theatre, salchow ethereally across […]