She had spun for so long that, when her body stopped and her feet planted so as to grow roots, the inertia kept her mind going. Spin...

Onward, onward, don't look back For looking backward to the past Leads to death, A death crystalline Mineralized atoms Reluctance...

The Wall was not beautiful, but everyone had heard that what lay on the other side of it was supposed to be. And so, the mossy green and...

6 Late nights, snowy drives Sufjan Stevens melts the ice Car smell I can't name Old friend, new questions A black Gustavus T-shirt and...

I ran five miles today in Brown’s Woods Bending parts I couldn’t bend a year and a half ago Broken-tree scrambling and drinking in muggy...

(NOTE: I recommend reading on a desktop device to preserve the format--and meaning--of the poem) I wonder what Mr. Gorbachev would say...

On July 22, 2020, I ate a peach. The sky broke open with sunshine like every other day, the Flathead River flowed liquid turquoise, and...

(for Josh) Truly, you hurt Rocks fall in your mind and you hurt The right ones fall And the wrong ones lodge in the back of your mind...

Written June 2020-February 2021. This is a novella-length story about one man's journey to find his Pearl. It's about grief, healing,...

We wouldn't eat We wouldn't find the nourishment To dance in the sun We'd only be lying on our backs Tongues dry and peeling Poking out...

Colors fading into night— I hold the day in the sunset. Reds, deep as Flathead cherries, Oranges, vibrant like the buffaloberries you saw...