I dreamt I saw you in the poem of us naked as rain running down our cheeks releasing a breath into the world it goes you ran your mouth across my cheek did you ever notice when our hearts stop we bleed the saddest love song I want to wake with the sunrise all the...

Based on a painting by Mary L. Macomber, Night and Her Daughter Sleep, 1902, oil on canvas night and her daughter sleep above us sketching poems of release in this moment I enter their light without a door to knock or an eye to taste the endless lean of their voice in...

white pillars of snow and ice I run through them impaled by light into this place where life grows old I live on as a galloping horse unaware and unashamed to lean into the coarseness of the winter air sticky from forgetfulness I chase my life into the fast wind where...

Based on a photograph by Diane Arbus American, 1923–1971 "Nancy Bellamy's Bedroom, New York", 1961 I walk from one fearless room to the next opening my eyes I am lost in love as I watch you step from the window ledge slipping a rotting note into your mouth now at...