She came home running back to the mothering blackness deep in the smothering blackness white tears icicle gold plains of… She came home running

My man is Black Golden Amber Cha… Warm mouths of Brandy Fine Cautious sunlight on a patterned r… Coughing laughter, rocked on a whi… Graceful turns on woolen stilts S…

One innocent spring your voice meant to me less than tires turning on a distant street. Your name, perhaps spoken,

We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight live coiled in shells of lonelines… until love leaves its high holy te… and comes into our sight

Soft grey ghosts crawl up my sleev… to peer into my eyes while I within deny their threats and answer them with lies. Mushlike memories perform

When I think about myself, I almost laugh myself to death, My life has been one great big jok… A dance that’s walked A song that’s spoke,

I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry

Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone

Beloved, In what other lives or lands Have I known your lips Your Hands Your Laughter brave

There is no warning rattle at the… nor heavy feet to stomp the foyer… Safe in the dark prison, I know t… light slides over the fingered work of a toothless

I keep on dying again. Veins collapse, opening like the Small fists of sleeping Children. Memory of old tombs,

Your skin like dawn Mine like musk One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a

Your smile, delicate rumor of peace. Deafening revolutions nestle in th… cleavage of your breasts

We were entwined in red rings Of blood and loneliness before The first snows fell Before muddy rivers seeded clouds Above a virgin forest, and