a cathedral of love for a woman arriving in the dead of winter
sending poems and songs into the night sky and holding my breath reversing the positive spin of the planet back toward the dark in hate and vile pursuit of money…
A field of silence, then a sudden decision.
A field of silence, then a sudden decision. A field of silence, then a sudden decision. Black ink moves like weather across white space. Beneath the lumbering and vicious black…