I’d like to be overwrought in your planetary eyes, hyperbolically fantastic and transcendent in my falsified perfection. Oh, how the...

The totalitarian loss of my days, relinquished into the hands of broken Time. Who is ready to be saved? The winds are passing, tearing us...

In the midst of total madness and confusion, the gruesome streak of dull paint across the Wall, the mire of our ignorance, marshes of our...

Love is a delicate practice, an intricate balance sought forever and ever, a feather in the palm on a treacherous, windy day, a wildfire...

Angelic stillness of snow. My silk imaginations I spin in ode to the Song, the soft flakes falling, white, out of the ashen Sky. And what...

The great, swirling fire of separation hath consumed me. Now, the powder that remains, O God, I beg of Thee, transmute it into the golden...

Need to birth the daughter of the clock never can produce that silent peace— that of sons who gloat their deathless stock woven of a...

that silk fabric of the Universe I’ve worn for a cloak wove’ by the gentle hands of the Prince of Peace. the soft sands of Spirit and the...

What a wild excursion into the world of the mango; consumption of a slick fruit, and in yellows and oranges a flood through the mouth,...

I have dreams of the wilderness. I do. My arms sprout branches, twigs emerge from these: my body begins to embody the rich eternity of...