Harvest Moon

Weeping wisteria,the moon fruitfully round.Heavy hysteria,she clouds her celestial bodyinside a gauzy gown. Darkness hardens sky to ground;limp leaves shrivel … More

Everything Else

The tributary flows free at both extremes,and yet I doubt which direction carries me. The mountaintops wrap themselves in clouds,find … More

The Bad News

My fingers black and blue,flipping pages, scanning sections,trying to hide these…corrections. Hearting your headlines,rereading a line, chuckling time,is flirting with … More