light supper

the assassin’s green
first instar

Covid notebook

all the pages abandoned
for a green stain

old metal

weathering into a meadow

attention

turning to another world the thump of roadkill

into the woods

what fresh horror’s red balloon

laundromat coyote

snout out of order

where a bird entered

the world as an egg

last supper

at the junkyard who saves whom

back from a hike

a leaf-footed bug on the Honda

hot tub

laid bare in the woods a junkie’s pale face​

spring mountain

someday even this birthday
balloon won’t exist

old farm dump

the refrigerator open 
to more snow