Little Knife
After Keorapetse Kgositsile
All childlike tenderness, and slender flesh
worked to a toughness like stone. Muscles
like rolling hills, scenes
Schumann could find
no solace in. We made...
harvest
my father stops calling me honeybecause boys are not sweet
they are gravel spilling out of open mouthson the playground
and when i start looking more...
Ecological Observations on Growth
Is birth only a rupturing of surfaces?
Sprouts from abandoned coconuts,hoisting pinnate leaves, an abacusto measure my absence from home.The mango...
Digitalis purpurea
Somewhere
I am not in motion
but held
by foxgloves
and June grey
granite peering over
asphalt curves
golden lines are
lanes and bumblebees
bloodspot blossoms
and a summer
not yet here
but not yet
there,...
