by a dead leaf—
cleavers
Tag: wildflowers
still nodding
where the fisher broke cover
foamflowers
Grown old and grizzled,
you no longer have to wonder whether her scent is meant for you.
Flowers evolved as clickbait for pollinators.
You won’t believe what happened next.
dog sniffing
past the trailing arbutus—
coyote scat
bitter cold day
crushing dried horsebalm
for the scent of lemons
fog at first light
pale clumps of mountain laurel
light our way
gaywings
slumming it in the leaf duff
still looks fabulous
new hepatica leaves
fine hairs stirring
from the photographer’s breath
twinleaf
two missing petals but still
an immaculate shadow
