Monthly Archives: March 2017

unmade here

  I think to call her into the darkness spread my arms offer this moment except she doesn’t like to wake and the moment she would live wouldn’t be the […]

measure me

  as though it were a school project make a timeline heavy pencil straight across the page bold glow of star in molten wax of advent the rest a scribbled […]


  sunk in clouds earthen suspension above cold sodden ground she holds herself apart alone drowsy continuation her only spell just beside the road pale curve of spine solemn parenthesis […]