AUTUMN SWEATER

Living     in the earth-deposits     of our history Today a backhoe divulged     out of a crumbling flank of earth one bottle     amber  ...

Revisiting this blog feels like returning to a room you once grew up in, and finding a layer of dust coating your bedspread. It is very su...

There was one summer that returned many times over there was one flower unfurling taking many forms Crimson of the monarda, pale gold o...

1. A café that only sells decaf, yerba mate and a salad of bean sprouts laced with iodised salt. Why do I eat here, you cry all the time. T...

Life update: Phone screen is glitchy, which is cool and all if only I had the option make everything normal again, just like life, etc. I...

…soon ‘being the bigger person’ will become ‘not giving a shit’. Thank you Thought Catalog for giving this to the world. Indeed, an inf...

through beds of violets and tender parsley fruits and nuts, with simple sweeteners and a bit of spice no contour is blurred hermeneu...

You do not possess the capacity to mourn: absence is not a lack but a quality. In the darkroom, your head-spaces, images appear as quickly a...

image as surrogate/placeholder/conduit for emotion seven haikus that will make u cry generation to generation  all of these touri...

Mary who mattered to me, gone or asleep among fruits, spilled in ash, in dust, I did not leave you. Even now I can't keep from composi...