I pasted feathers on my back so I could fly back if I got lost surely I could find home from way up high right? Wandering broken roads swept up in seas of identical grey concrete had come undone. Home I told my arms raised them high above me a crown of brown and gold... Continue Reading →
It seemed a futile attempt - what WV brewery would be open for business on a Sunday afternoon? My companion and I were headed home from an incredible trip to Grayson Highlands State Park. After two days of camping, hiking, and climbing I was rejuvenated, relaxed, and in dire need of a delicious beer. We... Continue Reading →
You drag through plains heavy and slow and shrug at the earth centuries spent building the craters beneath your feet Do high winds swell in your chest can your igneous lips speak? thaw now and tell a tale gather time in your lungs and melt.
Flecks of gold fell from her fingertips / she was a dream apparition magic hips and something wicked on her lips – she knows what you want so ask her for it.
I miss the smell of cold when you're young and it's a fleeting thing not yet sunk into your bones not yet traced across your skin. Cold smelled like warmth like a patchwork quilt with an ancient current, a magic current. Smelled like hand-me-down t-shirts as nightgowns, and like one more chapter before bed. Cold... Continue Reading →
There was a late dinner in summer, sun nearly set suburban sounds whirring down to an easy lull— invertebrate symphonies narrating my mother’s hands over the stove. She looked young beneath soft yellow light and I counted her steps in threes one two three to the corner cabinet clanging of pots and pans and light-footed... Continue Reading →
It’s a dark house, grey walls and shadows—corners collect dust unseen, untouched the children pale in late afternoon valleys below blue eyes dark as unlit halls. You’d think it was always raining the way time dripped on, echo of infinite drops ringing in the ears of the living. Dinner is silent, save for abhorrent thoughts... Continue Reading →
We laugh with mouths like crows, gaping screeches into cold air. Oil slicks cutting through autumn like steel through water. Easier to laugh than to cry, a cadence of moans amplifying into shared sky. Beaks wide and split left to right so no one could ever tell the difference between smile and grimace. Six eyes... Continue Reading →
You were loud as the moon words echoing through half-light -a gaping chasm of nearly pitch black. Your laugh struck me like leaves in autumn, auburn stains, pristine pointed edges for weeks, until you could melt into the earth, washed away with old papers or a memory or a bit of rain. Silver-skinned and long... Continue Reading →