white cells
the plan is the body -
poetry
The Anchor
An anatomy of anger could be
The Lamprey
Then I thought of them
Sturgeon
Jackfish and walleye circle like clouds as he strains
Triptych: November
Muddy water: the sun illuminates
The Same Fire
I'm out in the snowfall, scattering
Pastoral December
The first deferral of snow arrived this morning,
new gravestone in winter
and you become concrete, again.
Afternoon
look at the streetlight,
Driving Alone
You learn the names given to light,
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