Thursday, August 7, 2014

One day I will give myself
to the earth, to the longing
of gravity, just for a night,

then dance away up into a tree
and toss my leaves,
like the lightest of veils,
at my patient old lover,
year after year. 

Monday, August 4, 2014


Breathe and swing your ribs,
open them like an old door
with nothing to guard.