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

I note the obvious differences in the human family. Some of us are serious, some thrive on comedy. Some declare their lives are lived

When I was young, I used to Watch behind the curtains As men walked up and down the stre… Young men sharp as mustard. See them. Men are always

Funky blues Keen toed shoes High water pants Saddy night dance Red soda water

Shadows on the wall Noises down the hall Life doesn’t frighten me at all Bad dogs barking loud Big ghosts in a cloud

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

Your hands easy weight, teasing the bees hived in my hair, your smile at th… slope of my cheek. On the occasion, you press

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

Curtains forcing their will against the wind, children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city

Pretty women wonder where my secre… I’m not cute or built to suit a fa… But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say,

Beloveds, now we know that we know… Without notice, our dear love can… In the instant that Michael is go… Though we are many, each of us is… Only when we confess our confusion…

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

A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since depart… Marked the mastodon, The dinosaur, who left dried token… Of their sojourn here

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…

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