Music – article on Evensons, soundings.com (B5) Sputnik moved to music. Living was full of passion And a common dream of Planet collaboration. Radical revolutionary, High in art and Portable lives, Traveled and documented Permaculture medicine, Influenced nature first. Song of chronic seeds Melt musicians, Returned to true Urban permutations, […]
Month: June 2025
I Wish Me the Best
It was hard for me to give up on the idea that we could be friends. Silly of me to give you a grace you were accustomed to, but never earned. It hurt to bear witness to the unbothered mask you wore and the steady, rehearsed bass in your voice. […]
Places
Under On top Behind In front The chair Our bed The floor Your mom’s house Your aunt’s table On the mountain Under the stars In the rain Between hums and high notes Moments muddled and weary In the calm quellling the chaos I want you
Snagging for Scraps
Assure me You’ll catch me Keep the promise Keep the beat And the heat And when I reach Will you be there? When I disengage and distance My self, my light, my joy From you, the world, and myself, And when I reach And when I don’t reach Will you […]
Minute Man Stagger
(Magnetic Poetry) We have these sordid days Dry rising dirt Blossom tendril crack Wind burn smell Through lace up skin Pronounce Consume Say go on Minute man stagger Evening over Leave with Dingy morning secret Here There I grow mealy
Wilt
You look like you need a hug. Then your rizz glides out With a heavy drawl of ego. I am reminded your favor Is conditional upon You always being right. Common as your peers, I see your nervous tics. Maybe you do need a hug And to know that You […]
Signs
If you ask, I’ll say I don’t believe in signs. The world is a jumble without reason, always, We notice what we seek. But, if you knew the way I treasured Ferns and buffalo, Constellations I cannot name, Great songs on the radio, Perfect timing of green lights on my […]
22 Down
I don’t make the A team. Or B. I am a 3rd string alternate, A standby, On-call If needed. 22 seconds of play time each season, Take my uniform. It’s not me, it’s you.
At The End of This Universe
When only our skeletons remain, I will collect constellations with you, Stitch The Big Dipper Under my right orbital socket To match your little one. Stretch Sagitarrius Across our spines For strength And bind Polaris Between our sternums To always know The way home. When we are spun anew, I […]
Thump
Thumpthumpthump, thuuummmp – -, thuuump – -, I called and called for information, almost left my family, almost hopped on a bus to see you, how was the surgery? Ole ticker still ticking? I sent you a care package. Apple butter and homemade bread. You loved it. Thuuummmp – – […]