Writing

I've spent my life dancing in between the lyrics

Like the bug avoiding humans on a summer day

I buried myself away

I tried to stay safe,

Stay calm.

Please everyone.

snowing and sunny and raining and the birds are chirping and the crocuses are awakening and you'd think it was some kind of warping dimension but the yard is full of brightness and half-melted snow and it's spring in vermont, so,

I wish you would just punch me

It would wake me from this spell

The one that makes me think 

That maybe there’s a chance 

That you and me can be something

The winter sleep is finally done,
The world wakes up to greet the sun.
With yellow, pink, and vibrant blue,
The flowers bloom in shades anew.

The white tree

Hung down over the churchyard

The churchyard was the porch

The white was from the snow

The grave was the circle

How beautiful!

The way it blooms

red juice dripping from

ripened fruit:

her eyes, black velvet

silver on her nails

a mouth that curls

when it says my name.

What desire! I inhale her mind