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...

I am aware of clouds of envy in my heart, some cesspool of pain, blood clots of the memories I have of what was done to me. I am perfumed...

That wildly indignant flame, bursting in its fetters, has now burnt to a solitary crisp. I have seen the oceans surge and die. I have...

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...

Ah, look at me, fool in his seat, his warmth. The headlights glare at nothing and the crisp December air curls upward and over the...

Tormented beyond repair; only mental damage, but all the more lethal; destroyed, shattered and broken; hinges loosened, bolts unscrewed;...

Engorge the salad. Sleepy afternoon dies and is reborn in the brief sunset. Burst the tomato whole in my mouth. Mellifluous melodies,...

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...

Dry, palpable eyes circle round my head like angels of rain. Inexhaustible wells, rusted pipes over sand; all we are is held within the...

this night, she has whittled me to my bones and not cleaned those, left me to dry in the starless night and the stars who do arrive,...