Author: admin

I’m hiding here in Florida watching the thermometer descend to 30, bounce, and head toward 60. Enough to shed my heavy sweater, bask in a morning pool of sun, even to venture a foot outside. There was a wind that blew itself...

Say you’re desperate to believe in anything other than the accusation light is as it makes it impossible to deny the body of the woman, asleep, half-covered by the disarray of damp sheets that seem a message written in cursive...

So it’s not light at all you want to sing the praises of or find yourself indebted to. The allure of sleep doesn’t make you long to accept anything, not even that this woman, who seems to be sleeping, might be a death bed...

No one will ever be articulate enough to translate this particular light into words & set those numinous words into a sentence whose elegant structure could provide the timelessness light grants the form of this sleeping...

If such a thing as perfection were said to have been found, it wouldn’t be in this singular moment that can’t ever change just before this profoundly naked woman opens her eyes to a light that’s never been named or articulated...

some days I sit on the inside of my windows grief calling to me, loud other days I venture out into the world grief a quiet whisper some days it’s a blur with grief calling and me covering my ears saying la, la, la, la, la I...