windrag : poetry : journal

mind goes from this to that, from past to future. words and images come and go, in waves. the fog that settles in the bay sustains the mighty redwood.

for some of us, the binder clip is the apex of technology

making the world safe for kids to walk in takes one handshake at a time

cramping legs, calm mind beams creak, a rush of cold wind penetrates the walls

casserole: the hip-hop of the kitchen. several samples, layered in with sauce. cut up something fresh to give it that rhyming taste that lingers.