I think I got engaged today, somewhere, years and a lifetime ago, maybe two. In Superior wind, the rocking of the ferry and the stillness of the island swept in our future in 85 diamonds and a great idea that would go quite wrong: a building of glass under too much sun, or a fire…

I want only, now, to rest amid the folds of you, to savor now your taste and sounds To be your canopy and together To extend ourselves, together now, out in to an unplanned afternoon, pull fruits from it like apples in autumn, feast on each other This whole afternoon Entrusted to an ocean’s turn…

for hours and hours, across this endless, gouged desert, the hawks have been circling. one after another. circling and circling. hawks after hawk. all morning.

I’m so sorry about today. I know that these are the days that kill you; you hate this kind of thing. I send you strength and light and courage. And if you’re in mourning, as I am, I truly wish you peace and healing and grace in your heart. It’s a hard week for both…

god, baby, if you could see this. the lazy fan being pushed around by the long open windows. the breeze. the curtains. the peace. oh god the peace. the easiness of it all…and that curtain…the curtain that just flits around and rises and falls and rises and falls. and a house of easy air where order…

The bones she sweeps in like a storm past midnight snow on a lightless street her skin smelling like ice and winter his eyes, wider than she’s seen them in years, whole stories of a man, unshakable cyphers, the strain of swallowed plots and undoable deeds. he’s holding his breath between those bones–her wild and…