The only heirlooms I can bequeath to youare the diadems of mitochondria, my love:grandmothers, mothers, great grandmothers,some whose names we…
A captivating scene where three sparkling Graces,their feet firmly rooted to the ground,shimmer as they mirrortheir joyful complicity to one…
Shane Coppage& Jerome Berglund 1. stardustanother fireunanswered closing argument 2.holy cowentering without breaking doorbell cam Red Candle Melissa Dennison &Jerome Berglund…
Smoke The keteki keeps calling as a beedi swiftly consumes itself. Borma, a nocturnal bird, surreptitiously relishes the acrid pungency…
A video poem on waiting, bodies, and the sea. The poem grew out of the contradiction of city life —…
can’t stay small we are madeof stardust and oceans,made of earthand wind; you expect meto stay small and nothave big…
chilly morning – the sky in my sakurayu cup blooming 8th of March – buying a magnolias scarf for my…
Mynah Thread-thin twig by marigold beak, feathered crown swivels, beady eyes saccade, hopping across the tarmac, before it lifts its…
Silken Jewels Dewdropson a fall mornglisten as they catchthe first light. Fracturing raysinto tiny rainbows.They slip from a leafsettling softlyon…
fall drivethrough the woodlandsa flock of juncosglide across the skyanother wordless goodbye half-hearted apologythe wild rye quiverswith white-tailed deertheir antlers…