No. 9 · Tracks
Loving the Dust
This re-dug region of uncovered earth that seems a garden where we have lain is no prison that can hold us separate from each other; nor…
No. 9 · TracksBlushing Garden
Where willows clothe their ranging limbs with long green lace and nymphs along a splatter brook behind strong rocks and hidden among eroded boulders play just…