My almost lover my forever soul brother we were destined to meet both wanderers of time our spirits aligned in a bond of the mind as the story goes tells the stars and thrown stones. You saw me first all punked out the new girl in town and you the artist thought peculiar had to [...]
along the roadside headed East her thumb stands in the cool breeze as wisps of brown blow across states she weaves stories through rings of light as I grow eye to eye we stand stubborn and strong two beans in the pod jumping borders spinning heads as time continues on new generations change roles age [...]
I was twenty-one the first time I woke unable to stand, tingly numb equally from my knees down rising to the bottom of my ribs.
You have always been a busy bee, I heard my Auntie say, under the Olive Tree one day. She was a woman that never left the square she made back in ’63. A few acres is all she needed. I guess.... My Auntie lived life in a matchbox tucked away in the plots she read [...]
dedicated to my Aunt Alona Down by the water’s edge I watch her floating as only my Aunt could float. She was born a prairie girl where the wind shapes the land then later she found her haven to be in the waters of the northern woods. She told me at the end in her [...]