Monthly Archives: March 2019

I come not to you with words of wisdom       but with words that unseal doors

On a dark star-filled night I step outside long after the town retires and gaze upward, dogged stillness the analogesic to my soul.

You know the feeling: waking up staring to the right where

Take these incendiaries with you on the trail: let the words themselves be fat and resinous; impregnate the charcoaled ink with paraffin; and may the whole be written upon the scroll