Beckoning

Beckoning If a scalpel is pressed just so — at the tendon’s grip of bone, or between the fascia’s papery webs, the integrity of a joint or cavity gives way. The form is released to slide like…

Beckoning If a scalpel is pressed just so — at the tendon’s grip of bone, or between the fascia’s papery webs, the integrity of a joint or cavity gives way. The form is released to slide like…

Recognition Disentangled you stand — dripping, breathless, stunned to see that as you raged, spinning, the storm hung each tethered leap not with tears, but mirrors — each shining reflection strung like gems or…

Ease When the meadow moves with bear, wildness leaps within you. It is a heavy yearn. Sometimes it seems so close — what you have longed for, a scent you can almost taste on a calm day. …

Irrepressible On a lulled and certain morning, it arrives. A moment steps into the road and takes everything that once was. Empty plans drift while you meet that singular, tufted gaze and every thought is upended…

Unbroken Like tree rings each layer speaks of galaxies, as if the dusty breath of stars had seasons. With your own roots trailing, you fold before this giant, murmuring weighty things — it is a solemn prayer,…

Midnight Sun When the ancient, throaty songs of sandhill cranes rattle, your longings left perched, gaze skyward — stirred in clavicular curves of dust. In crossing that span of crane and tundra your rib cage cracks open, catches…

Wolf As the mountains blossom under a ripening moon our yips fall like drops, a chorus rippling your dreams, blurring your waters with change and invitation. Voices rise here, in between, widening across the valley, scattering shadows.…

Unguarded What if instead of watching, poised to falter, we bloom — changing everything with one unguarded act. ]]>

Perspective All around the brooding storm, a limitless sky brightens — as if the alchemy of light and water were life liberating itself. ]]>

Salt Between the supple greens and jagged ends you see it — the twisting view of no, not enough, set amid brackish debris like an open mouth. You are not alone here — can you taste it?…