12/3/19: On Poetic Descriptions

were the sea wine-

dark or dusk purpled, we might

never cease weeping

11/30/19: Urbane

lit windows

on a highrise—cells dreaming

of a body

11/16/19: Futile Creation

all the world’s

artists drawing one object

from different angles

11/13/19: What if Someone Is?

a wood’s path—forking

again and again—became

the space between trees

11/12/19: The Earliest Latest

highway seams

so close together the car

rattles

10/22/19: Ambiguous Vs. Confused

the mute judge

the battle, and no one

really watches

10/14/19: The Woodpile

not literal,

virtual, or real—a pile

of lines left and gone