Ghosted
Whose house was this? / I ought to know…
Dead Blessings
Damp night. At the last house standing / in a decaying neighborhood…
moonday
full moon sets. / bristles sink…
A Legendary Haiku
They say if you look in the mirror by candlelight & call your own name 3 times your body will disappear…
When Her Late Husband Returned
His heart’s as empty as his head…
Your Mortality Is My Fault
One night of thunder / I dreamt a door…
the song of my people
my ancestors—/ celtic, anglo, scandinavi—/ i wrote / when green / invocations to..
Idiolect
Idiolect I am a world uninhabited except by me. Only I understand its language. In that world is a catalpa tree. It lived in the backyard of my childhood home on Thompson Avenue in Kansas City, Missouri. My oldest sister thinks that tree was at the Jackson Street house, but I never lived there. At…
tanka journal 2026 may 3
new lilac tree’s / sketch of blossoms…
My Friend Facade
My friend Facade is writing a history of the hive mind…