Read Morethe silver in your hair
weaves with the gold on my back,
on this liminal, shifting shoreline
Read MoreStrung together, red pearls
rolled around the cheek with thought,
care and attention.
Read MoreHands that knew how to channel the sap
from fresh wood, as sweet and sticky
as dark forest in the rain.
Read MoreNo longer does he
hurl rocks
down into the Agean Sea,
sinking ships
before they ever land
Read MoreThe one-eyed man
told the log lady
to go into the heart
of the forest
where the magician
would be waiting.
Read MoreYou can hold the whale bone now:
the teeth, the jaw, the tail;
these are bones of giants,
these are my bones.
Read MoreI broke a glass
in the kitchen
fetching water.
The blonde god
came to help,
whispering in my ear that
he would wait
until dawn.