A lil black phone with my poems in

Lay you down They cleared the brambles—started fresh— but nettles shot up fast, tough, sharp, and everywhere. I wanna lay yo...

  Pond dipping, Tyland Barn   Wide round bowl, net, small white containers and a teaspoon. Anna says the later is ‘a serious bit of scientif...

Late offering, yesterday's migraine knocked me out a little, but I think the poem is even better now after a little inspirat...

  Solstice Seashells washed upon the shore. Dredged up from the ocean floor. All the lunar energies they draw. I surrender to the ocean'...