Reach

Reach Within the cadaver colors of early winter needle ice grows steadily in crystal bones pushing through the earth by night its translucent skeleton moving millimeter by millimeter stretching its skin until it bends…

Reach Within the cadaver colors of early winter needle ice grows steadily in crystal bones pushing through the earth by night its translucent skeleton moving millimeter by millimeter stretching its skin until it bends…

Teeth They say that dreams of losing teeth are about a power lost, as if our half-moon row of folded forms — leather-hard, enameled glaze — were snatched from us in the firing. Isn’t it easy to think?…

Emerging The mountain within you stands. Through the blinding sting of graupel or a whip wind whirl of gusted wail, an anchored place endures. You can trust this. Every element will scrape, reshape, tug…

Shaken In the airless between you hear it — the earthquake approaching rumbling a visceral roar snatching all thoughts of time and truth a herald to the shaking that you asked for, you’ll recall, in…

Durable There are days when rage is a horn and each blast blown across a blind scree slope echoes with fear, a shifting clap clatter on unstable ground. Let it fall. As it lands, a full…

Rising Beluga whales bump to the surface of rising waters, knocking your grip from time passing, nodding with a slow wink whiter than any knuckle that holds your days together. Slipping on autumn’s slide they swim…

Sparks* The alpine willow’s fire burns close to the ground. Come autumn, as each blade burns hotter, a catkin rises like a plume of smoke or a white flag. Come closer. Like you, every cell …

Entangled A sea nettle glistens at the tideline, like a fragment of ocean left among the rocks or a resected organ, set apart on a tray. There is a reason it calls to you as…

Steadfast As summer’s arc bends, pulling its vivid greens from the fading forests mushrooms appear, rushing across sphagnum like the tide, whispering secrets in mycelium and spore, rising under skies dark enough once more to hold…

Rendering When you thought you had arrived finally at the clear-eyed acceptance of loss, a breeze rocks the heavy fruit, and quivering, you remain. But even in fear you are marvelous, bursting with light,…