New Territories


You can’t fold yourself back

into the mapped territory

you’re familiar with


The interior topographies have changed

Ridges of division, edges blurred

Softened, opened


Into a new way of touching

the tender places across

the table and void


You can’t get lost here

You were on your way

all along


Breathe. Look. Listen.

Your heart was

always bringing you here.

25 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Firmament...Say it out loud Doesn't it sound when it rolls from the tongue like something solid underneath the feet A place that births bursts of light, sweet green things? The kind of thing or place