In the blue. My reflection. Without stillness. Hard edges blurred. Moving in the light. The light so brilliant bright. With back...

The smell of humid soaked cypress and loblolly. A pileated drills. The softwood spine of a hundred-foot pine offers the meal. Threads of...

The drip in the laundry ticks a slower time. I wonder where the water is going while watching sugar ants soldier march counter to sink...

Drenched in good vibrations The resonance peaked within my teeth, then expanded through my gums and in another moment my entire jawline...