mom, she says,
let’s pretend I’m dressed up
as God
*
in the canyon
the sound of water dripping—
between each drop, your name
*
wishing the falls
would name me after
itself
*
tonight the answer
to every question—
yes
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged god, poem, waterfall on September 2, 2013| 2 Comments »
mom, she says,
let’s pretend I’m dressed up
as God
*
in the canyon
the sound of water dripping—
between each drop, your name
*
wishing the falls
would name me after
itself
*
tonight the answer
to every question—
yes
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged connection, poem, poetry on September 1, 2013| 1 Comment »
you ask why
I whisper, it’s so you
come closer
*
hidden in the duff
brown caps of boletes—so many
lives we never see
*
so wide, this road,
still we can’t find a way
to walk side by side
*
darling
I am still
whispering