The Fantails Came

The fantails came followed at my feetand I thought theywere here to warn meof death but theyjust wanted to pickthe bugs from theoverturned stonesat my feet. The fantails cameand hovered at …

Facing The River

As you face the river, I’mTempted to jump inSink without swimHeavy burden breasts As we face the riverContemplating inBoundless thoughts a brimNature’s nurtured tests As I face the riverKindling cornered …

A Fist Full of Tears

A kid sits at the spitsplit from the family(with no idea of the convorunning rampant behind him) hepicks up two stickscontemplates his next dig,lines in the sand draw the perfect …