I take out my flute.
I sway in ribbons of the earth’s rotation.
You are my axis.
It’s when I fall here,
my nose nestled in the neck of the wind,
that I cannot see myself anymore
churning butter.
The story says things that are forbidden
are the most tempting of all.
They wait for me at the water’s edge,
those who are hungry for […]

It’s a terrible thing to hold back that which springs in you;
the great ocean holds me
waist high in the crush of waves,
it’s none of my business
the way I love you.
The small ships of small talk,
launch bravely over waterways,
so noble, white sails snap
wildly-
it’s none of my business
the way my heart beats.
It’s this lack of control,
that makes […]