7/12/19: How Did I Get Here?

some tiger hid

among blinds’ shadows—some

zebra flinched

7/11/19: Youthful Indiscretions

remembering

indecency as the soul

of confession

and living at

the edge of hearing, sight, and

every other sense

side-arm

oyster shells skipping over

surfaces ahead

thinking of time

as a settled sea or some

other thing it’s not

some deficits

ought not to count against

a whole

a pooled

necklace hides its absent

link