{poem + story} say god say love.

{poem + story} say god say love.

do you remember how we slept naked? you were there a love so beautiful, the one people pray for you brought little beeswax candles on our rooftop as we laid under the stars though the light in our eyes was all we ever needed a radiance of attention attending the...
{poem + story} my soul calling you.

{poem + story} my soul calling you.

another summer’s end, another end of a diaryand i still haven’t met youmaybe i’ll light some matchesand throw them in the moon water bowllike my great-grandmother taught memaybe i’ll dry my wild rosesas if yesterday isn’t yet...
{poem + story} a november night.

{poem + story} a november night.

silver,as stillmoon waterin a serene cast iron teapot,as a ringunthought, undreamtclothedfrom the ineffable A little more: For this minimalist poem, I was imagining a couple deeply in love, tucked away somewhere in Iceland, perhaps somewhere in Vik, where one of my...
{poem + story} the intimacy between silk and wool.

{poem + story} the intimacy between silk and wool.

There is a certain form of intimacy that happens between silk and wool – it’s called a marriage. There are times when one partner stands in a silk bathrobe, restless and pacing towards the other under the wool blanket on the side of the couch, reclined in solid...
{poem + story} the fox.

{poem + story} the fox.

a lantern, solitarylike a fox returning to her den there is time for quietness& there is time for loving i know you understand shy winds tried to keep my dresson skin follow the scent tonight i’ll make a showof full moon wet leaves wrap around the...