I’ll have graffiti
Swept across sacred places
I’ll watch you at work
Otherdust
The caravan lurched to a halt
We fling open the door to the night
And laugh looking back
Veils whipping in the warm quiet
Lock-step, foreheads forward
Through sand and scorpion
Drawn, we touch
The star-dusted moment in space
Where you tore time
Start
I’d breathe deep
As if to draw closer
The shoulders of him
The ones that he’d shake
The ones where I’d rest
As he breathes deep
Almost To Harbor
Did It Hurt: A Haiku
Figure Eight
Spiral
Thank you
You song
That sings me to sleep
You billow-brushed voice
As I spiral deepDown Into the slumber
My arms pull you close
“Come with me” they ask you
Eyes already closed
We whisper “I….”
Tiger Speak
Poetry through her every move
Is the legacy I choose
Despite the days she was not smooth
Mama’s poem I will not lose
Flight Risk
Fleeing from the bramble
As though they feel they must
Forsake the soft of the fruit
For the wind in their wings



