once again
I indulge
the twist
of gold and ruby
along the banks
of twilight
*
via the sparrow
melancholia
finds C major
*
road to home peeling skin in the boneyard
*
is this
how tigers
claim ground
as theirs
the lick
of winter
across my
bare neck
*
time travel
in my hands
a photo of mother
before the cancer
*Published in Otata 39 (March 2019)