Dressing Games

This post is formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 10/15/20 Something magical about the moments between wakefulness and sleep. A time of vivid, free-floating images, words, phrases. I get some of my best creative ideas then—just before drifting off to sleep or upon waking. Rollo May talks about this phenomenon in The Courage to [...]

The Crossing

someone lives here on the other side of the valley  longing for horses, interstates  silicone cathedrals  and other streams of lost sensation. in the mirror, real life seems  impossible. intense, erotic and  spiraling like a swollen river.  he peers out, another  object in a room, somewhere  in borrowed space, leaping and dancing with soft delight.  [...]

Hour of the Sun

under the hour of the sun it is said, we once again  connect our ancient  souls with the dawn red deserts &  midsummer highways all that is green, no all that is treacherous & golden  frantic like a subterranean storm do you hear the birds retreating? the slim dry dawn slips  over our shoulders we [...]