TO DECOMPOSITION

PUBLISHED POETRY INCLUDED IN MY FORTHCOMING COLLECTION: LETTERS TO NOWHERE


what crows lie here, licorice feathers 

speckled by death and sand?

wings weighted by brimstone 

and too many i don’t know

and maybe laters. who followed me here? 

this solstice sun and a man 

with tobacco-stained lips ride the wave 

of sweat and crimson firelight

with fierce, euphonic sweetness.

goat mountain vibrates a thousand secrets, 

but all i feel is breathe. breathe. breathe.


Originally published as “To Connection in the Yucca Mesa Sand,” Wild Roof Journal, May 2023