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 […]

Things I rememberare confined in love… Sunset drives in the golden hour, Kiyoko and Anuar on the radio, through eddying hills of Kota Batu. We must have gone through three of my cars […]

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 […]