Time Framed
Today I hike Remembering old girlfriends they are doing well thank you their mothers now gone resting peacefully, proud Worrying
Category: poetry
hero on heroin
headlines announce the day after yesterday haunting the hypocrites hurtling back from holiday cajoling tomorrow’s downshift dreaming still in flip
RIP
the greeting for a brand new shadow
Death at Conception
a patterned well-worn rut
Retrospection
Some days my friend the past…
to contrails
dreaming magic jets autographing air
If It’s Any Constellation
the love we make, the light will know it’s ours
May Day
we need magic not propaganda fools
The Narrows
when buffalo played in the surf
Grieving Feels Like This
Death slouches mean under clouds