we cheated
the light out of each other's
palms
the ocean waves from our
thighs
the memories out of the future.
for a moment we fragmented pro/mis/es.
forgot the dirt conforming to our heels.
and for a second
the moon forgot our names.
but now we honor the explosions
which rearrange our DNA.
too bad, we say,
that it took ripping off our eyelids, violently,
to see this at its essence.
yes.
too bad it takes a war
for the country to know the value of its people.
the logic is l... read more

flying fire-eaters and water-bearers
tea with red path walkers and pyrrhonists` time without words
grass hoppers` curlyhaired little children weaving heat stories
origami dragons bathing the walls of the Womb
all that love stretched your heart
so it could hold a little more

the beauty i see in tea is thee

everything.
every thing here in these Blue ridges is on the verge of exploding, blooming, soaring into life. you can feel the flowers within the buds banging against their intricately woven walls and the pulsing of the green, red, yellow, and brown veins rapping back.
the first morning of warmth brought the wrens to the door of the cardinals, who were conversing over tea with the young squirrels about who the mockingbird will drive away this day. i heard their voices and smelled their fea... read more