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Where was he going All that time, Plunging deeper Toward dark water Minutes from the light? He must have known his chances, Hazards of...

The highest activity a human being      can attain is learning for understanding,           because to understand is to be free.    ...

When the velvet greens are washed with rain and dirt,  And the dirt is washed with hands like the surgery of a seed— The child I once...

Lined up like make-believe guests, potted ferns Adorned the entry, their cool shadows dim Switching the parlor—life’s last living room—...

I. Camellian She was made in the image of Camellia. Her lips boasted a cherry blossom, carved carmine cheeks dripped into her yellow...

the damned stands before her ʻāina ,  repressed tears embellish her limpid eyes  as she overlooks the lavender, melancholy skies, ...

With enough years of practice, I easily store six days  of outfits in a single backpack pocket Crumpled five dollar bills tucked in...

My Sufi guide and I are meeting on Zoom. She welcomes me with a home-run smile and a “Hi” laced with joy. “Read me one of your poems,”...

My arrowroot forgives me easily For lax unintentional dry spells when Leaf blades fold in when parched, like palms upright, Tight clasped...

I sit in the middle of the wild  to watch the last of my wilderness  build a shed, take shelter,  carve a canoe from my bones. Here the...

Rising from the murky depths of an unconscious soul or a conscious id; whether Freudian, Jungian or surrealian, "nightmares" is too soft...

Necklaces of jasmine-flowered words cling to the throats of whimsical tourists before blending with the bustle of Bangkok like clownfish...

an unfinished feeling, he prays to something beautiful that doesn’t have a name. he tells god he must learn to be five again, when time...

The most memorable are the finals, my father on a morphine drip, burying my first dog, Sporty. According to Oxford, "goodbye" is...

Now that I have tucked you —cracked and broken, body soft— into the damp dark earth in May, the rain loosening the soil and bringing up...

Perhaps god of time is a misnomer and god is time the correct alternative since the former indicates removal from the preposition’s...

when god made me he was singing and i am finishing the song—the way birds unfeather themselves into kaleidoscopic color, cosmos creating...

A haziness obscures the horizon as I look for boats and islands on the Mediterranean Sea, or more precisely at them for no other reason...

they said carve out the pieces of you that don't fit the world offer them up to the gods for a blessing (no, a curse) (no, a snack) that...

What came first Adam’s rib or Eve’s womb? If they were not lovers but mother and son and he slithered from between her legs coiled at her...