pottery 2007-present

Inventory: Dream Map, Minor Key
Companions: Crow, Magpie

I write w/ freewriter



when it got quiet I could hear the tick of my watch
which just indicated that my left hand was too close to my face.

I walked around the neighborhood.
small black flies orbited my head
persistent and too close to see clearly.
they often crash landed.

and that reminded me
you bought me a statue of two little lost angels.
did you like the look?
or maybe that's how you felt?