I come up to the surface And take a breath on my return Crystal waters on the surface Light gets swallowed down below And it’s the same way with my feelings About you they stay much the same Twenty years wrapped up in paper Tied it up…

A little light A little snow I cannot hide I have to know The old hiking shoes The unripened fruit The fly fishing ties I unraveled you Beyond Herrell Hill Beyond Charlotte Pike Beyond the Oort Cloud Without a shred of doubt

You were here then you were gone Crystal black in morning cold Hand too tired to touch the earth Or stars above Moravia Born under a silent moon At your feet the hens and mules Bay and cry, I know they do Here I am, and where are you…

I see my footsteps in the garden I hardly recognized the feet The ruddy clay in Carolina Impressions there in front of me The stalks above collecting daylight Conceal their mysteries down below For who I am I too traipse your garden If…

You were here then you were gone Crystal black in morning cold Hand too tired to touch the earth Or stars above Moravia Born under a silent moon At your feet the hens and mules Bay and cry, I know they do Here I am, and where are you…

My ghost was hiding deep in the book stacks He get mistaken for hat racks Gets toppled onto the floor My ghost lives on the edge of the sidewalk It doesn’t matter how I talk It’s just the same as it was But you know how it goes It…

Bait on the hook A curse on the town We laugh like coyotes And cry just like clowns It scrubs off of our fingers A little elbow grease and there it goes Bones in the garden Pitchfork in the hay Mice in the cupboard It’s written all…

A footnote A highlight Soft words from the podium Modest compression A Turkish delight And a Bic from the gas station Cold calls Non-binary Waitlist university Gen-Z in a Big Dog t-shirt No drugs, no society No sex, no anything Just…