Ticking Mountain Thyme
Our time is asynchronous
We have a new favorite pharmacy
A ribbon-cutting you can’t miss! It’s
illegal
to feel
the stained glass garden
the neon invitation
you always follow your heart and
it's always wrong
said the red herring herself
as the great blue heron skimmed
the surface, the pages
the book of love is out of print
out of practice, but rest assured
Netflix bought the rights
Presently
As in now or soon?
Or is the hope of an imagined future
all we have?
Evergreens fall
and total my Infinity
Fear and forethought are synonymous
on this peninsula
A lone stone building wears the wind
where I'll either have my wedding reception or
die alone in the tower
blinking at the skyline
like my mother
a cloudless, late summer morning
clutching a cross I abandoned long ago
my other hand in hers
a swollen palm; she never sweat
until now
as in soon
as in an endless echo
across the lake
The Dust I Love
My mom lives in Dubliners
I'm not long for this world
When she stopped saying it
we knew it was true
You're so good at suffering
said my ex
over the buzz of the needle
the bloody sunflower on my arm
I learned from the best