Winter Spring
The days are colder than they’ve been this winter, but still the cold sun whispers spring. Every day adds another five minutes of daylight and when it’s sunny as it […]
Monthly Archives: March 2018
Faithless day
The ditch looks different in twilight, when colors pale, and shadows grow That’s when the poppies turn to blood and branches mimic bones. He remembers the brown of mud on […]
Birdsong
Dearest month of March You have begun with fimbulwinter, with fangs of icicles, in Siberian winds, with a quiver from the beasts below and now I humbly wonder when you’ll […]
The time has come
It takes a kid to see that emperors wear clothes paid for with the blood of other kids. Shame on me; shame on you on every wimp who failed to […]
A letter from my bed
Dear Midnight, I write to you from bed; a special place of sweat and twisted bedsheets, nested deep between awake and dreams. I know you’re busy spreading sand on others […]
