watching where i step
old metal
weathering into a meadow
attention
turning to another world the thump of roadkill
the crack where light comes in
splitting a seed
fast fashion in skimpy yellow
sassafras
spring mountain
some of the clouds are in bloom
river road
passed by a floating tire
when the wind drops
a bluebird’s warble
into the woods
what fresh horror’s red balloon
Floatation devices
Fully half of my Instagram followers now appear to be sex workers…
in deep snow
slow to escape the stink of snowmobiles
moon for ballast
the field feeds its owl
