I am going to go
deep into the woods,
and sit, and do something
my dad taught me:
I’m going to listen.
You can’t appreciate all
the beauty around you
until you stop.
STOP.
And listen.
It’s bigger than you.
Happy father’s day.

loss only builds
and doesn’t
get easier i suppose

i just spent some quiet time mourning
grandma in church this morning

peace is always
followed by fear

and so is talking to my mother

rain!
The window between was just
big enough for me
to smell.

The earth lives,
for now.

I’ve been looking for
bunny nests
all over the city
this morning
to no avail.

Apparently
they’re onto us and
hid all their
eggs

On the train
I outlined
a possible dissertation prospectus.

Just like Stalin
I’m on
the five-year plan,

except

mine’s gonna work
and will involve
less concrete.

Maybe.