capsule

8 Apr

all the birds on the wire

snarled up in

a heated

argument

they can’t decide

are we fighting

for love

or against

love

this

time

are we sure we

remember how to

fly in formation

after so many

winters apart

do we know how

to sing

the ancient song

that signaled

the end of

our

captive

hearts

and the dawn of

trust

wings a flurry

8 Apr

here is the way

stars are rulers

how crystals are

sewed into

a cloak of

invisibility

one time trembling

mercury

becomes an entire

wolf

here is how you

weave your hair

around your body

prepare rites

fever is setting in

now

beeswax

8 Apr

from the sky

i watch you sleep

you are bathed in

a pool of honey

your fur at

exclamation around

your head

you stay curled there

beautiful and wise

half made with

grief

until i

ask the wind

for a favor

baroque

7 Apr

find the sharpest

piece of

mirror

hold it up

to the sun

demand answers for

the sudden length

of the night

satin darkness

that goes on

oceanic

still until

it’s not

this forever

silence

tearing into

the

light

yes yell at

the sun

instead

forest floor

7 Apr

too many promises

in the shape of

desperation

instead

throw back your head

open the darkness and let

it find the

night again

sing until

stars begin to form from

your breath and magic

find solace

in the utter alone

that is to be awake

let your body

find the full

moon

and offer

humility

to the

feminine

divine

begin again

5 Apr

have you ever swallowed

harder than you meant to

felt the ambered

feelings slide all

the way down

tumbling sticky

ancient sap

marking its

territory

crystallizing

each memory

each breath

each lesson

making a cavern of

mistakes on display

just in case

you

forget

again

if this then this

4 Apr

the sun didn’t rise

instead

the black birds made

a cloud around me

lifted me up to

their version of sky

there the truth

was screaming blue

everything

howling

wind

nothing to

see but

the first day i

never saw you

again

gigantic

2 Apr

i call the most well fed

crow

down from the

fragrant branches

of his empire

a special whistle

vocal projection

small kisses

a perceptible click

of recognition

the raven cocks

his glossy head

calls down sparsely

go no

further girl

this path

is both

heaven

and

hell

it was then i

felt the first

flames

auras again

1 Apr

if you go

panning for your gold

shake off all of the

dark red soil

if you

let the earth

fall to your feet

will you then

grow

will you find

light

if yes

send

a

raven

if no

kiss

me

quickly

 

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