[For Virginia, I follow] Standing on the shoreI have decided.I chose stones I will fill my pockets with love, with care, with intent. My act of self-love. Lined up, a collection of :different weights different griefs. Each stone carries withinits own savage beauty. Kindness betrayed. Great loves remembered. These stones,These stones,Oh, how they broke my […]

[For Michael: the sun, the sea, everything to me] The grave neat in the dirtDug out by my own soiled handsIs where I lay myself down. She is a girl-child to me nowThe earth has swallowed a part of her.So unsure, my sweet girl. I loved you deeply.(It hurt, didn’t it? Not the blood, the […]