March 22, 2011

the closer i get the further i feel,

like catching you is trying to hold the stars

or the moon,

like trying to breathe under water.


March 12, 2011

the shame of a thousand birds

pressed shoulder to shoulder,

in a cool blue room

eyes up, face up,

muddy river running high,

and drinking the snow melt

March 10, 2011

today, will be a night of victories,

he said,

and she laughed,

enraptured, enveloped in

silver, nighttime streets of the cities

March 6, 2011

i rode the train because i thought of you–

the places you might go.