On Writing

Poem 212 – Tell me

Tell Me everywhere I lookthings I lovesounds of lifeslipping into my ears nestingthis extended arm of homean outdoor sanctuary dottedwith purple-lipped bloomslavender dries to perfectionbits of Paris bend into flower potsbook covers coffee mugssteaming with comfort the maple trees are fat greenheads – leaves luxuriating lengtheninglike covid hair uncut for monthsbeautifully disheveled in the distance… Continue reading Poem 212 – Tell me

On Writing

Poem 177 – lunch with the women in honour of Nonna

lunch with the women in honour of Nonna fat rain on her graveshe wasn’t there anywayin our laughs she joined THIS MONDAY AT 8PM! INSTAGRAM LIVE! I've never done Instagram live before, so for that reason alone you should definitely join us! Witness me trying on a new thang - including getting me and my… Continue reading Poem 177 – lunch with the women in honour of Nonna