It’s Snowing
It’s snowing and I look at him and he looks so sweet with all the white in his hair. It’s snowing and we almost get into a physical altercation
Northbound Highway 101
The two humans stepped closer to one another. The way it would all unfold from here was a foregone conclusion.
Natural Laws
Now we realize. We’ve spent decades trying to undo our ecological handiwork, our scaling up, but at least we have the silk everything: silk blouse, silk pants, silk gloves, silk scarf, the prized silk slip cut on the bias.
Squirrelly Girl
It seems as if you’re the only thing alive for miles.
Growing Pains
When Ma burned herself feeding a needle into an open flame, she cursed in her mother tongue, the language of mountains: a lifeline I would choose to loosen.