some metal piece out of place disturbs everything and suddenly i’m windbound on a calm night. left to my own devices,

something feels as though it is at unease because it has not settled.

Fish fry in Benoit. Joyce brings a hundred dollars in… almost right to your mouth and you wonder if it’s just too easy

After close, the image loosens until it is just being held together.

when you get started and you don’t… start digging slowly and softly, move things around. i turned over a rock

jump in the truck, and disappear in moments measured in rust, that flakes off in the friction of…

refreshing to know there’s still n… that’s unsure of its footing. love that’s unsure of what to do a… standing in the truck head-light g… feeling small

sit in a tunnel fall at the northernmost point trip around the sun.

tension stretching strings of muscle in the dirt warmth next to wildflowers, my feet stepping in prayers.

Fish fry in Benoit. Joyce brings a hundred dollars in cod and beer almost right to your mouth and you wonder if it’s

leeks bursting seedpods, equinox of our summer, moon becoming full.

everyone sees the red-torn deer ca… the mess made dragging her to be shouldered, everyone gawks and shifts the weight of

before you go, things left undone. loose ends, too many to tie so quickly.

it is March now. winter hangs on while spring looks on waiting.

the best strawberry is the smallest, not-in-the-garden strawberry that grows between and beneath the grass and tallgrass