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The Mighty Monarch…a mere migrant…they are mysterious and mesmerizing. The official butterfly of the state...

Braying hounds of Hell Gargoyles breathing down one’s neck Quasimodo lives ________________________ Gray skies burst...

a soft golden haze descends over the ‘Boro Autumn gilds my heart

for my Mother–Mary Kaye, written in the wake of the 2017 eclipse _________________ Holy Mother...

a tent cannot hold a woman in her confines water calls her forth _____________________ though...

I often find pieces of scratch paper or miscellaneous pages in notebooks that are scattered...

On the morning of December 7th, 2016 I had a series of dreams. A series...

wings torn from my back long ago what crimes committed over centuries sins omissions jealousy...

down by the river, love. down by the river love. that’s where I’d...

As I work on my show Miss Myrna Davenport’s Poetry in Motion I came across...