Woman No. 6, mixed media, 2021
everything at daybreak is less heavy somehow a crow in the yard at 7 a.m. he'd might as well be an angel on the horn a pair of scissors or an ordinary word unsoiled by corruption do you remember those days? when we imagined there was more to life than chasing automobiles, eating strawberries in the park the sight of me remembers you the sight of you retained deep in a parable on a plucked rosemary branch under melancholy perfume i feel like saying, your money can't help you here can't tear down this naïve wallpaper, put bumpers in these dead end streets instead, i am here taping post-it notes inside a sock drawer "i love you" "find your way home," etc. and what would life be without these magnanimous undertakings? this voice, this archaic inner voice that speaks and doesn't speak that runs, that leaps, that bleeds like salt from an old piano like laughter in the dark
My latest chapbook, Has Had Paradise, is available on Etsy. A curated collection of 20 poems. Bound by hand to order.
(And yes, I've been busy gathering, painting, and glittering pine cones, acorns, and branches from the backyard for fall/winter decor. Crafting is one of my favorite parts of the holiday season.) Art prints, including Woman No. 6 above, are also available in my Etsy shop.
To those of you who celebrate, I wish you a Happy Thanksgiving!
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