Poems

Cat Power, takeoff during a sunset.
Then ambers of the windy city below.
Haven't felt this cozy before on a jet.
The cage became a cradle. Going home.

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The moonlight dresses shadows
in long silver shrouds.
Crushing waves come to us,
lightnings descent, clouds
Full of rain, it washes through
all ashes and all doubts
As light from fire dances
celebrating all tomorrows.