June 2024


Poem | Photosynthesis

“There are no accidents. / Anaximander says all things in heaven and earth / as they are born and perish / pay each other reckoning and recompense / for trespass into being.”

Poem | Goats at Work

“The nannies, off to their daily grind, scramble / into the back of the Volvo and are carted off / to some neighbor’s patch of scotch broom / and blackberries.”
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