Fire fairies

Fire fairies rise in a ring around the volcano’s smoking crater. They dance in a wild frenzied circle. Time and …

Medusa

The serpents Wrathful, writhing, appeared slowly One or two or three at a time In response to extreme provocation. First …

Corpus

I. I raise my body and scrape the leftover oatmeal from my bowl into the aluminum waste bin whose lid …

Poem for our history

Is there something that stitches together broken people with no common history Except that of being lost of free falling …

Beyond the pale

As to the pale: please note: the pale is exile. and beyond the pale, beyond is beyond exile into – …

Birthdays

Goals for November I will sew two jackets and figure out what to make with the fabric I have stacked …

Math

I never got math. Ever the one to want to know why I wasn’t satisfied with one plus one equals …

retrospective

Promise me a retrospective A gathering of my graces Such as they were Be kind as you look upon my …

Blue room

Today I will look for my indigo fabric; the two bundles of indigo that I bought at the Houston Quilt …

the massage chair

The man smelled ever so slightly of cigarettes. Not the old rancid smell of smoke in unwashed clothes, but the fresh …