Arts

Origins & Roots

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] The bread was changed by breaking. Seven loaves torn became countless pieces. Pieces dissolved in four thousand mouths. Transformed into energy enough. Still…

Two Poems

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Table, 2 After Milosz An empty table, an empty tavern, that image haunts her departure. Everything else is cheap silverware, finger-marked wine stems. Like…

Panthalassa

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] The light that hummed in the amniotic sea The algae that latticed itself into Tokyo-sized mats in the shallows The moment the world…

Three Poems

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Chorus Frog The season of cracking open, bloodroot,  egg strings. My grandmother chops the cloddy  ground. Many years without him. Onion sets,  new…

Two Poems

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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Walking the Arroyo I kneel at the altar of stone, quartz-veined and creek-cut to trace volcanic memories. The urgency of cicadas sings through…