His incredulity sparks it
that anxious feeling again
earth rollups spiraled into cloudmatter
crags rain down, splintered droplets
mulch retains its moisture
this room made beautiful by christmas
antlered deer leaping
soon we'll make woodfires
10 years and I'm still lit up for you
I never would have guessed
We lobby sneezes, sneakers squeak acrylic
We should really get a landline
like a thin hot snake lashed inside of me
Lodged inside of me
Step into the green yard booming
Leaving was the right thing to do, because we left
remember the soft grass, the gaggles of small
brown birds, the imagining
farm to feed the misfits
half-acre filled with wildflowers
if I'd stayed I couldn't plant them
