I am saying datura grows in colonieson abandoned roads on the hips of the interstateI do don’t remember what she sayslost several hours, days evenghost rattleI am saying the dumb sky above looked downon…

from St. James Chapel Room, Louisiana, Spring 2006 Because you once knew a womanWho kept the rum of the scorpionIn one bottle and the holy waterFrom the Jesuit in anotherThey sat side by side…

They whispered behind the closed door. Some say they were angels some say demons. Because of the way they floated on clouds. They eventually shape shifted from dirt, from the filth, mouth full of…

I am the fifth windI am here, here, and hereEbb tideDark moonI pull the roots down deeperYank with my teethHunt down sickness in its hiding placeStop lyingI will level the villageWearing fire for a…

She is Twilight (becoming smoke)   There can be no secret societies today everyone wants to talk about it, brand it post and share the lower self they aspire to publicly be the special…

veiledsome kinda shelteran invisibilityunder these redwoods where she tries to drive into the village and can’tthe long haired man has the chainsaw out againand is tossin’ big pieces of red oak out and onto…

¥ fernwise, she can hear your true songand remembers too muchshape shifting womanthat turns into white watera cauldron of raptorsa salamander under the stoneshe wears winter’s lichen for a coatdeer hoof bells her crownand…

the empty dress she leaves it at the bottom of the closettoo sentimental to toss itpiling shoes and boxes of old poetry over itit won’t go awaymake it go awayfailed marriage, broken vows and…

I knew know an Eleye oncewho spent more time in the cloudsthan on earthshe traveled in a way strangeunable to get back to where she startedin Muskogee she was to attend a meetingbefore it…