Sand and Feathers

Feet and art make I (n) den tati on the earth the heart is large and deep thinking the hull, buoyant and safe the smile sometimes steel sometimes butter squeezes  in between words like itatoron do flying fish have feathers ? Owls tell me father’s secret his love is not hollow noise but like air

Love Swept The Breeze Away

Fresh and cool it entered then swayed and left, or seemed to, me and you, the saddest flowers in the sun. But the heat that kissed the space just above my skin told me the truth I didn’t know until then. Time entered and sighed and I listened so hard, I pressed my ear against