I was fascinated by this commitment to preferring a mixed virtual world to the real one, but perhaps I ought withhold judgment till I go a full day without playing Wizards Unite.
I draw in / close enough to hear the crackle / of snowmelt. Ice unclenches its fist.
Having relocated to countless places in my life, all but one of which I had never seen before moving there, I became adept at finding my way to and from wherever I needed to go.
How to talk about a copper sky?
The car seemed cool until / You didn’t want to be seen in it
I understand this, how all artists / are essentially magpies at heart, / gathering shiny things and squirreling them away
Here at night / I sleep with you / inside ice houses
From deep down to high up go inward / for light. Keep drowning keep / growing keep listening
She could not have known that soon after / their baby was born, her husband would die
Whose time in the tangle is so smooth / it feels like swimming, parting the lush green stroke / by stroke?
