Category: Poetry

There will be no edges, but curves.  Red plains and skies instead of […]
They would tell each other stories long after dusk   had fallen,  slice […]
I stare into the early darkness of a thick cloud cover, overwhelmed by […]
Until sun sinks   below   the horizon,   and evening frost starred […]
It’s going to be a roller coaster.  It’s going to change the way […]
As if in reply to interjections of morning,   the wind changes course,  […]