chilly salt winds from the belly of aged sky
Tag: monostich
conversing with ghosts of the summer coast
the gods beckon but towards the dark i flow
the monsoon in night’s veins
merciful fires gather at the back of my head
snakes its way from nether to spine to nape
lessons from nature: truth, patience and freedom
dewlap expands and contracts red giant throbs
a red sun is birthed from anole’s dewlap

sparks fall into summer bay ripples