The poems

The poems that spam you between pages.

Basically: what it felt like to be me while I was doing this work.

Sept. 1, Vol. 2 Today is september the first
I want you to build sand castles I want you to build sand castles
The Method In the retirement card i wrote
Instructions For Ayahuasca Preparation Do not eat salted or fermented food
Essence When you squeeze something down to its oil -
Boundaries There was a time when my skin was an oppressive wall
Answers Before I had only questions
Morning There is a time in the morning, when the mountains are still pink,
Information for Sleepwalkers you know not what but that something is utterly wrong
Grief Grief at its core is simply
the dogs we had when we met someday we'll all have new dogs
“I want to be that color” -For Alyssa and Tommy
The original heart To feel the pain of your ancestors,
The Highest Tree in the World I can sense something mysterious this morning
Refrigerator My friend got so high he lost his mind.
Mary Oliver where is sacred
Decisions I wanted to be your best friend
Whitespace Every love ends in one of two ways
First Snow The smell of apples and leaves is gone
A Candle Across the World Even as the sun burns out
The Sound of People the city is a river every dinner
Bird Early in the morning
Bird Language If you collected flowers from another planet
Prayer If there is a god
Grandmother She said, from her adirondack chair,
Already Here What would you discover
Desert Everything all patiently waiting
Hands how lovely your hands
Plants I don't know the names of all the plants
Red Sun i was running through the desert at dusk
Cliche they are all cliche,
I’m Yours Your prowess
Labor -For Graham
Take me to the sunshine where you can hear the river’s echo
Learning to drink water For Ainslie
Rivers All the world’s rivers
We All Die In Mountains In grade school we would ask:
What Men Talk About Around A Fire “A man is found dead in the desert wearing nothing but a backpack. What happened?”
Relief For Nick
Neighbor For Pam
Helen connecting the canyon wall, purple with iron stains,
If I Were to Leave If today were my last day
Nothing Lasts As I walked out of my last class of college
Closer to the Ground no one person can claim
The Last Book There are many books
Looking Into The Creek -for Fi
Enlightenment To be enlightened by a priest
Each of Us we were talking about the closeted conservative,
Life of an artist Yes, you meditate, eat well, and journal, but
Fear of the future There will come a time
Cut Flowers The desert is made of dust so fine
Who Supervises You? For Joel
The Only Metaphor there is only one metaphor
Sleepless last night I awoke from a shallow sleep to hear a house at being ripped apart
What does it feel like to be alone? As if my own hand
New Lexicon I used to think of the ultimate love,
Early Morning Sky want to paint a picture of the early morning sky.
A drawing of the sun If I were in charge
A New Set of Eyes -for Sara
So Dark I want it to be so dark when i wake
To Borrow a Phrase if your mind is too full
Everything Matters A dash of ocean in its corner
Wisdom When we are born
Butterfly All the mistakes I never made
Sunflower I knew I was bad
The Endeavor at my life’s end i’ll wish
The Wind when i was young i hated the wind