Spider Stuff
My hands are full of rocks that must come home with me, as I walk through webs the spiders wove,...
Black Snake at Wild Acres
Her middle, thick as my wrist, curved an S across the trail. The span of her blackness lay as long...
Arrival at Wild Acres
Today I arrive and already, time has quieted and stretched. The stacked logs of the spacious cabin are trees that...
Shakti at Wild Acres
For the last two weeks, I have had the gift of an Artist Residency at Wild Acres. My project proposal...
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