Maps I she says, I love maps!& my body becomes landscapehair follicles rising to mountain rangetufts of hair forest forearms& as she guides me into my gutsI walk them like red caves in sedonamy palm caressing the eroded wallsyears of worry ridging pocketsfear-shucked alcoves bumpyunder my feet, yet I carry atorch. shine light on texturesof… Continue reading POEM A DAY – August 6 & HEART TOUR IN GODERICH & MORE!