Summit dreamer, I know you’re sleeping. Mapping out your future with the streams. Mountain boy, I know you’ll miss me. The city isn’t what it used to be. AdvertisementsRead more "Mt. Rainier, WA"
A glowing kitchen in the salty rain/ and illustrations fanned out on the counter/ black and white and grey and yellow.Read more "Edward Gorey House, Cape Cod MA"
The air is hot and sticks to the rusting trucks in the underbrush. Sticks to the banana leaves on the sound of distant water. Sticks to the smell of blossoms. I taste the hot air on my humid breath and fall into my footsteps, hoping I’m not full of it.Read more "Waipio, Hawaii"
Iron flower/ iconic tower./ Pin tip for the stars.Read more "Seattle, WA"
Home again/ and traversing through the smell of pine with friends.Read more "Cascades, WA"
Lucky to be lost in new places,/ see in new colors,/ break old patterns,/ and laugh with familiar faces.Read more "Faro, Portugal"
Yesterday my great uncle pulled down his atlas./ Side by side, we studied its glossy pages./ We followed mountains and highways./ We were old and new earth, filtering the rain.Read more "Magor, Wales"