Today, I went out.
I took a bath, with lavender and oils, I...
The light slowly fades
as the sun disappears behind the hill...
There is a place where floods of fire collide,
where water burns against a bridge's brow...
Dear Admiral,
I wonder what color is the...
If you could see the woods behind me
tall, quiet and yellow...
I was the Blackbird trying to understand the...
but you were the Albatross sending omens through...
I.
At midnight there is a light...
Day stands atop its head
plum-faced and emasculated...
In a place so complacent,
where a sea of grass sprawls...
He flies
his tattered kite...
If Jesus was online, and His IP address was...
could He find twelve cyberfriends, trust at least...
I feel like I was born into this.
I write therefore I am...