an expansive succession of months, stillness and volcanic movement a blood-bathed hacksaw taken to the hedgerows of my life unfinished in its infinite divisions and I never could wrap my head around calculus the ungraspable whole so I draw focus to the minutiae: rain pooling in the open palms of nasturtium; the afternoon sun inContinue reading “twentytwenty”
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our mother, burning
the night is still the sun, an overripe persimmon descends through a shroud five hundred cockatoos take flight an evening squall: our warning from the south wind like a melting glacier, an avalanche through a chasm takes our breath away we hold our hands to our faces, stare into the rising cloud a dark fungusContinue reading “our mother, burning”
Room for Rent;
Here for a good time, perhaps not a long time;Sometimes our gold years just don’t quite align. One man’s beginning is another woman’s aftermath;The scythe of time tearing wheat from the chaff. The shuttle carries my thread across your weaving;We all show love through different ways of leaving. Our hearts have a limited capacity, apparently;YoursContinue reading “Room for Rent;”
That Damned Couch.
Your couch never felt so comforting, I thought While you were mumbling something About the perfect Way of scrambling Some nice fluffy eggs, and I was stretching over The arm of your sofa, the one With the manly musky odour that borders On unbearable, but I bear it because I care for you. So IContinue reading “That Damned Couch.”
Empathy in the Face of…
The only actions that seem to carry any value in the face of death are those that reduce the suffering of our fellow persons and those generations who are still to come. How many times have I walked roads paved over and over by the long-dead generous of spirit? Nature is an unfathomable spectacle, butContinue reading “Empathy in the Face of…”
Out-of-Touch
Grandparents. Who knew I would miss them so much – that I would yearn for that wrinkled touch? I look at him and I see a shadow of a man and it scares me. He closed himself from the world so I closed myself from him. When I see him I see me, or atContinue reading “Out-of-Touch”
This Digital Weight
Long before the currently mandated separation, I felt familiar with this distance. As a child of the internet age, I often recall episodes from my past that never entirely happened — at least not in the physical world. Moments of real connection and emotional substance neutered by pale colour palettes and sterile displays. Now thatContinue reading “This Digital Weight”
Jesus Came to My Birthday Party
Salty rims and too-warm wine it took me two minutes to do my makeup in the rear vision mirror hands trembling like stuck cicadas as they slide closer to my knees i’m so late, (28!) Unshackled, undone the nail in the coffin of my aborted marriage a life in ruins and I’m high on adrenalineContinue reading “Jesus Came to My Birthday Party”
The world looks to be ending (in your arms)
As the Boomers fall from the sky like figs,Excreting extinction from each and every orificeAnd pale Pestilence bubbles up from the ground where we’ve laid Our frail to rest and where the young will shortly follow I long to be in your arms As you and I abandon all plans past next TuesdayDon’t cry forContinue reading “The world looks to be ending (in your arms)”
Fading away
I don’t walk alone very often anymore A set of single footprints tracking across Dirt like soot Mashing gum leaves the color of a pastel rainbow Dusty pink, wattle and lime My thoughts carry me like a conversation Over the burning rise to the spinifex Her shimmering mass before us Glimmering and sliding Clouds likeContinue reading “Fading away”
Sweetly Unhappy People 