Gold

The wind is a scalpel, slicing through every layer, flaying skin down to bone. Snow hardens into rime, the kind that crunches underfoot, too loud for the day but barely […]

Her Land

She sees me, hears my voice, and she wheels, Returns. She knows me as well as I know her Even when we have both discarded our winter robes. She spirals […]

Gathering Storm

It’s a good metaphor for the whole world right now: a gathering storm. So much bad out there, growing every day, and growing closer, too. So much fear. So much […]

Projected

Stairs flat on the ground, and still they rise Branches spread out at the trunk of a tree Long light and shadows cast At end of day, another world projected. […]

Free

Some days, the world feels very big — a vast empty expanse of harsh and punishing terrain, a place where no one finds a welcome. It’s true that there are places […]

In the Spaces Between

In the spaces between, there is loneliness. In the spaces between, there is fear. In the spaces between, there is confidence. In the spaces between, there is joy. I know […]