Spring never lasts long, even in a seasonless                 place. After a few decades, the locals                 Continue reading →

                                         The channel between one life and another has always been subject Continue reading →

The sky is thick with stars, those sharp points of extinction, those vanished firsts. And behind them more stars, countless points of departure, a carbon haze of persistence, whales sliding through Continue reading →

I am bathing again, burying my face into the great nations of moss. I am leaning in, smelling the emerald mountains and the little inhabitants crossing over rock-like boulders and tree Continue reading →

There is so much bone in this house There is so much ceiling in this sky There is so much grey in this garden There is so much dust in this Continue reading →