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)