the mountain cut open
by a new road
Tag: snow
second snow
my dreams these days
have other stars
one snow
the forest is fully awake for
doomed blooms
parking lot
mountains that used to be snow
bleeding out
skull
that ain’t a skull
winter’s end
where the sun
don’t shine
porcupine
snowshoes
as old as I am
raw hide
if I can’t dance
it’s not my revolution
winter trees
Brush Mountain
the upward mobility
of water
hoarfrost
my breath freezing
to my beard
whale-shaped drifts
the weight
of my snowshoes
melting snow
for tea
time alone
