{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 two matchesand throw them in the moon water bowllike my great grand-mother once taught me towill they turn towards each other?or maybe i’ll dry my wild...
{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 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...
{poem + story} i write his name on the inside of my dress.

{poem + story} i write his name on the inside of my dress.

i write his name on the inside of my dress until i forget my own tongue no symbol, no animal omen his name is my whole body red ribbons are too quick and tight to be undone wild roses too will surrender their frail bodies to the poseidon waters stars turned in and...
{poem + story} reverie.

{poem + story} reverie.

for whom my seawaves come i kiss himbecause i’m a water thing Portofino, Italy how far i’ve travelledacross the twists and turns and curves our knot was knotted many lives agofrom a voice more ancient than usmore ancient than time from a time before time...