“What I remember is the love, / The stinking of love in all that heat”

“seeds of forbidden / fruit spilled like tears / the fig forced down”

“And I, / Just like the mound of earth / My body tugged at / by death”

“it’s easiest to dream / when the breakwater breaks / and the tide rushes in”

“The salt water pouring into her mouth and / crystallizing the chords in her throat / into jagged garnet and obsidian”

“Moving from pillar to pillar / Post, to post / Like a bouncing ball.”

“Sweet summer fruit, this death / is not cruelty; / tragedy is absent in this worship”

“Will you bloom how you envisioned? / Or will flowers and vines / wrap around a new reality?”

“For that very brief lift to pause. / That there, over here, with a refraction of knowing / Circling our spring leaves”

“as we bask in heliocentric circuitry / and drink freely / from the well.”

“Suchness / without force / Suchness.”

“As loud as a drum / Waves in the ocean / Breath in my lungs.”

“Two months ago this lake was dry, / woods around it kindling / for fires that never came.”

“Blossoming red / like an / illicit phenomenon.”

“Then we’ll learn the earthen hardness of life / Into and out of the arms of routine, / of time, of bustle and begging.”

“Swallow your plum-wonder-heart / each chamber / condensed & pulverised.”

“Hums / whole / where cat eyes smile from lantern-lit windows.”

“Home is not a house, / but the soft nest / Within the tenderness of my flesh / and the strength in my soul.”

“Remember the clack-clack of your teeth / against hers at the wrong height difference / on a black table while the rich kids watched?”

“Silence breaks as song overtakes / and aging / we begin again at the gateway.”