Honey, tell me how your love runs true and I can always count on you to be there when the bullets fly I’d run across the river just to hold you tonight You had eleven minutes to grab what’s most important in your life and get the fuck out, and as you hung out inContinue reading “The Lower Fire”
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A casual match in a very dry field
My mother hadn’t forgotten. So when I showed up with my animals in the middle of the night, having driven ten hours to get away from the fire, she didn’t question it. She said, “fire has always been your biggest fear.” And it’s not just that one thing which makes a fire burn in suchContinue reading “A casual match in a very dry field”
Magical Animal Husbandry
For an entire week he blocked traffic going both ways. Everyone already late for work, we exited our cars to lure him over to one of us, but every time we tried, he’d run closer to Highway 299, the two lane windy road which is the only way to Eureka from here. I was finallyContinue reading “Magical Animal Husbandry”
Fear of Fire
A red-shoulder hawk screeching woke me at noon. It is breeding time after all. I only ever hear two hawks at a time, but there’s three. I’ve seen them circling the yard. Probably two males courting the female. I checked my phone and I had a text from my secret lover of a thousand years.Continue reading “Fear of Fire”
a burning question was answered
The fire came swooping down from the west, meeting the swimming pool and splitting in two. What burned and what was spared is still a mystery. The house I now own was not spared. It burned to the ground in three minutes flat. I’d like to think it burned for me, that while I satContinue reading “a burning question was answered”
The Bears and Wolves
When you called I was sleeping. It confused me to hear your voice. It was 1:42, I was drunk asleep and dreaming when you called. My pain was raw and exposed. I railed you for treating me how you do, but you always have an excuse You were saved the by the Good Book, IContinue reading “The Bears and Wolves”
I’m a little less haunted these days
January 28th came and went without incident. Without notice. I thought The Cowboy’s ghost would come and haunt me on this the anniversary of me having ghosted him, but if he did, I didn’t even notice. So much has happened since then, and yet nothing at all has. Since then, I have become kind ofContinue reading “I’m a little less haunted these days”
counting lovers like sheep
Fall migration has started, hushing whatever was screaming inside me to a stop. Birdsong has that power over me. I spend my days tending to my plants and my rescue animals fully embracing my solitude, knowing that at last I’m done with the outside world. I have dozens of juvenile Western Bluebirds and them growingContinue reading “counting lovers like sheep”
family of foxes
Charlie, what do you think? You outlasted frostbite and followed every beast. Can you sing? Can you love? Because if you can’t by now it don’t look good for us. I had thought my mulberries would go to waste this fall, but a family of foxes moved in. The mom watches me and only walksContinue reading “family of foxes”
My Love is for the Birds - Sketches 