Soft Melting, Clocks Beating

Soft Melting, Clocks Beating

I feel fine the thread ofa silk worm eyelashes at infancy the prayer ofgrandmothers a sigh ofgrief the line of snow onglacial horizons sand in a southernbreeze i feel fine tears so delicate -quartz crystalsunder early sun heartbreak squeezingis a soft...
Veins Like Canyons

Veins Like Canyons

i discovered heart break yesterday.fingered veins like canyonsrealizing they’d been dry for yearsmoistened momentarily by salty tearscascading in waterfalls, drenching soil.i’ve mistaken rivers and silken curves.i dreamed them alive for both of us.