The Weekly Commuter

In our other lives
we live
where daylight
tangles in the trees
and the sea breathes inland
and we fall
heartfirst
into green dreams.

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When the last light
of sunset
outlines our trees,
I’ll knot the violet
of evening
in your eyes.
We’ll crush
stars on the walk
to your car,
night ripe,
blue-black
as tires.

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Another poem, “Moor Your Ragged Houseboat to the Bank” will also be featured in the 9th issue of Monday Night. So exciting! As with “Backcountry,” I’ll post a link to the poem on Monday Night as soon it appears. Because there’s been some interest, I wanted to quickly provide a link to the site for […]

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