new Worm Moon

time to replant
flamingos

pruning season

the angel of history’s
prosthetic wings

parking lot

mountains that used to be snow
bleeding out

the shock of recognition

ant gallery

Brush Mountain

the upward mobility
of water

now that it’s just my winter

mud dauber nests

below zero

converting my loneliness
to metric

two-day snowstorm

rodent teeth find
something to gnaw

fool moon

that photo-negative sun
when I close my eyes

fresh snow

a vole’s
wandering hill

moon on ice

moon on ice
that emphatic
WHO-all

no visitors

to track up my snow
mourning dove wings