March 2007



pen your glyphs in the crook of my arm

Monday, 19 March 2007 8:34 A GMT-04
under a down swept sun, we are as strangers to our molecules to atoms formed in the hearts of stars and supernovae we run in long wavelengths through Sundays along highways behind the rain — these occasions stu

spring snow

Saturday, 17 March 2007 12:17 A GMT-04
a week ago I wasn't wearing a coatthe skating rink downtown was a lakea couple had jumped from landto the bench seat in its midstto hold hands and watch the ripplesmade by the warm breath of whomeverand now this platinum outsidethe best part, the

my fair madelaine

Thursday, 1 March 2007 11:46 P GMT-04
who lived in a house with a red front door and had a smile white like summer lightning a dinner out was at the dime store scrambled eggs and a song on a heart string played on the jukebox with a pinkish prayer madelaine sunbathed riverside, singing