Tag Roadside

Transpiration of the Stone

Departing the Reservoir

Entropy is the subdivision of curves. (On those long drives home, past anonymous towns beneath golden afternoon skies, composing letters to you the entire distance, believing blindly that all these sprinting arcs rejoin.)

Perpendicular Drives

The Station Cast Away

Requiesce In Place

Best Portraits

You Look Over, You Look Right Through

I Have This Breath and I Hold It Tight

The Small Stars

The underbrush is of such abundance
That the small stars can be seen at noon.

An Ancient Race

“Other mortals will be along… and they’ll kill it off.”