The mountain we climbed

They are the people of wings.*

*Russell Edson, Dark Friends

"A gift, a love gift"

I've come home to some lovely news in my inbox: my poem "Restless" is up at Juked, and Blood Orange Review is taking "Abundance" and "Grimes Grave."

Yay!

"There's just no accounting for happiness,

or the way it turns up like a prodigal
who comes back to the dust at your feet
having squandered a fortune far away."

-- Jane Kenyon