What happens when we allow ourselves to go to pieces?
Like the Moon
Like the Moon entire, even in shadow and storm, obscured when hung like a rim of ice from a glass […]
Samhain
Samhain Even the air is thin. The giving ground cracks in brittle bones underfoot the dust of things scatter as […]
Bearberry, Autumn
Bearberry, Autumn We know about grief, said the scarleted bearberry, densely thicketing rock to rock, twining with heather, avens, salix, […]
August
August No, not that way, they giggled moving like sun-shafts between branch and leaf winged, gossamer, horned, talon-toed taking my […]
Watershed Case
Watershed Case I’m not saying they are the unmoving, blind stones — I don’t really believe stones are unmoving or […]
Compass Plant
Compass Plant Silene acaulis A sly wind threads the muck-moated hillocks drawing reeded breadths across lichen-rough stone, shuttle humming. What […]
Pandora’s Heart
Pandora’s Heart I. I could open it for you, said the gyrfalcon, all talons, and I remembered. The spruce branch […]
Geography
Geography* for Stella Like sutures in a skull we have stitched ourselves together two lives in apposition at the measured […]
Portal
Portal Some are hollows, said the trees, and will take you entire. Others, like boughs, reach in all directions and […]
Chickadee Dreams
Chickadee Dreams While the Cailleach sleeps, gather kindling. Not to feed winter’s hunger but to know with each twig snap […]
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