I am a gardener Planting seeds everyday Growing love for myself In many different ways
Waves
I like to go by the water To think To watch the waves Rather than sink The sky so blue And a little pink Makes it easier Not to think
It's time you learn the power & history of Gold
The Feeding
A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]
Bitten by Bad Nature
Some blue waves already blacken the oceans. The butterfly on its own wing. The family wolves, With their contributions to a complicated labor. Naked ominous spaces, They too are bitten by bad nature. Waterloo’s smoke of its old war. Carcasses of great trees to sweeten New York’s woods. The private grounds litter women who […]
I Was Lying in the Sun
I was lying in the sun, Near juniper shrubs and storybook villas. Not enough profit and pleasure in the telling of, The tapping of a cigarette, The brush of bare knees, A long draught of wine, Closing the shutters on balconies, With blinds made of lace at Angel’s Bay. Red watermelon hues. I’ve read […]