From the 2020 Collection "War Bread"
Needless of a judge, a contrite heart is a bird suspended on a current, shifting myriad planes without asking or telling.
The cicada, once with the humility of a barnac… weeping beneath the fern, now screams its inane mantra, which
The ravens were about me and I felt as though I moved with the… Full am I, too, of grace and inst… Knowing the wind can tell a secret… being a vastness of numbers,
Nirvana is acquittal, wearing sweatpants in an empty cou… drunk, singing songs about the Southland. God has fashioned my heart like a…
You can get better, or you can get worse, or you can stay the same. But you can’t change. Nope!
Want nothing from people and receive their myriad blessings… Expect from them and find an empty well. Eat less than a ghost
The bar room is a bed of embers fanning themselves expediently, huddling to outlast the dark. A whoosh of autumn air ruffling their complexion each time
Blameless is the working man Who can tell him, ‘put aside your drink!’ And what do I do but lay pavers?
Pretend like your hell is the new normal. Now the space is calm, and poignant, and telling.
I imagined every venerable thing b… from being beaten until I had no b… and living in utter desolation, po… to having tangible things, good ta… Land and Gold.
So many things I don’t really care about the mail comes you know it isn’t easy to show that I care
Nothing is all I ever wanted, now I’ve got it all! Careful! Lest I become a braggart… From nowhere it’s a hard fall.
Praise those who sit and wait for nothing. Who sit still and know they are owed nothing. On the mat each inhalation
Yes, it’s a famous song— “Unbroken Chain” by the Grateful Dead, a good band name as an aside,
Curling black from crematorium sta… tell me again the hoax of the soul… The cowl paces, pretends to be faceless, swinging silver
