I hear the woodpecker sounding hollow on a tree and feel it, too, rapping on my heart. The sun cas       cad              ing on my limbs like they are leaves of grass and I feel green with want of wind gently rustling me, little shivers, vibrating the core, gently,          gently. My eyes, like […]

I had a dream that someone threw away a bird’s nest and I could feel it’s presence beneath the trash. With gentle and humble hands I pulled away the broken egg shells, the paper towels, the endless and impotent packaging, until I found the delicate binding of twigs and repurposed foliage and reached to extricate […]

The sun hung in the sky like a teabag seeped in clouds, diffusing a cold and muted light. The cold caught in my throat, whispered in hushed tones, This is winter. This is just the beginning. And as the chill took root in my limbs, my fingers, my toes, I believed it and eulogized warmer […]

Her voice transmitted across the miles like tiny Hindenburgs catching fire to my ears– there would be more casualties yet.                               ~~~ I am eight, sitting in church pews. I feel like an alien, words pouring over me from the man behind the podium, and I don’t understand the language. The words don’t compute. Listless […]

Sometimes I need to remember to step back and see things from afar– instead of the devil in the details, see the whole picture. I tend to forget to do this. So, here I am, binoculars facing the correct direction, and I see you. And you see, you still astound me. I feel like a […]

Funny, I never thought about seconds, minutes, and hours before. And now I only think of them because of their irrelevance. Did we construct these structures, these ideals of the passing of time in increments to account for something? The lack of something? I knew you a second and I knew you. I’ve known you […]

john norris wood

“All roads lead to here,” he said as he pressed his hands to his heart. “All roads lead to hear,” she said as she pressed her hands to her ears. He smiled, not unlike a day lily slowly unfolding to the sun’s gentle morning caresses of warmth, and she thought of spring. It wasn’t spring, […]


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