
tourmaline
succulent
amalgam
quince
black cherries
smoky quartz
funicular
banana bread
magenta


tourmaline
succulent
amalgam
quince
black cherries
smoky quartz
funicular
banana bread
magenta


daydreams of yellow flowers in fields

night falls, and the river whispers

a purple sky in the afternoon

the pleasure of details

winter ice thaws early

the detritis of dreams
lies abandoned,
crunching under old boots,
crumbling under their breath

so many lifetimes are lived in one life

driving along thick ice and tamped down snow,
passing horses and a stray grey cat,
i slow down at an expanse of farmland,
roll my window down, as the music hums softly in the background,
and take a big, cold breath of a Pennsylvania morning in February

it seemed as if you were on the verge of speaking,
and i would have hung on your every word