we never stand alone, the fungi, the wind, the fall, the road all meet when wood shatters.

lets relay love: i reach you, you reach them, they reach theirs, don't let scrutiny slice the cherry off the cake.

dealing in connection, mast stands apart, slave to some master.

if there is an opening it can close. the cave mouth beckons rest, risk my recess. shelter or smother, cradle and grave.

they were torn, premature, so slowly and miraculously made. life is a fighter, give it half a chance to seed, no, all your heart.

bruce and i both had a lot to learn.

i long for the arms of the redwood to be my arms, husky bark, steady dense heart, an ear for the north star, home to anyone.

the legend of possession runs anticlockwise, the harder your grasp, the smaller your gain.

spin me, its the end of the road here. a car crammed with restlessness; the mouth of the bottle pointing at a body with no turns left to...

the leaf reappears, falling so often its no longer read, we scan for something beyond where we are, mocked for returning to the lesson we...

nostalgia, our signal call- folding back time, cutting the deck like seasoned hacks. here august closes summer and the last poppy pulls...