Boundaries and Belonging
Heart cell converses with poet: She wants to know about Boundaries: Containers, I say, are the given. My boundary makes...
Mexico’s West Coast
What the sun does: Traces its descending path from horizon to my feet. Backlights the incoming waves, makes transparent lace...
Moist Green Music
The path to make the world safe: falling in love with this world, finding our kinship with nature. Let the...
Interspecies Affair
I raise my eyes and all I see are the hanging jewels of your fruits. Every branch is beaded,...
