darkness
her name slips
into it
not looking
ahead too far
autumn fog
night frost
her reptilian
DNA
evening train
I squeeze into
my headphones
spare change
my conscience empties
my pockets
wilderness trail
he wanders off the edge
of his map
just another phase of the moonlight child
all that shines
in a magpie’s nest…
morning frost
twilight
every bird
a crow
candle smoke
the afterlife
of prayer
fading light
her child’s name
fills the street
more bruise
than banana
autumn deepens
October rain
Captain America
shields his candy
mountain trail…
a bear crosses
my mind
night winds
I let her go
to voicemail
