The monsters under the bed are real.
That is the secret,
dear heart,
that we are keeping from you.
Month: February 2019
Image
Did you know
that you are a God picture, walking?
That she is too? –
That he is too? –
but nothing else on this wide earth?
Spontaneous Prose! Writing with Ruminate Magazine
Today I’m interrupting my usual post schedule (though I’ll still keep it short!) to share that I will be joining Ruminate Magazine’s 50 Hours event, and creating live on Facebook!
During the week of February 25, visual artists, poets, and short prose writers will be creating spontaneous art in 10 minute segments. Sign up and pick a topic, an image, a feeling, a memory, and have an original art piece made just for you (to keep).
This is a wonderful and exciting way to share in the making, giving, and receiving of art!
I’ll be writing on February 27, 7 pm EST. Read more here and purchase a ticket!
Opened
Today I saw bare trees
like cups
opened to the sky.
Just Under the Shoulder of Taurus
I found where my house fits under the sky tonight.
Just under the shoulder of Taurus,
A little east of Cassiopeia’s lap,
A little west of the charioteer.
Made Along The Way 