A few years after the war, a Jewish lady moved in between the Kistjes and the Gelders. None of us remember her very clearly, but the words used in conversation still itch.


from August

a fire my mind/
entirely a house of cinder in/
a house of cinder

photo of a green pond with pink lillies

Praying Mantis

The praying mantis was a sprite. I felt foolish for possessing the ability to speak in the company of this mute universe.

All I Know of Coal

This is what happens when you cut the world in two:

photo of a swamp

White City

Most of our seen world has been colonized. While we work to regain it, we protect the unseen from encroachment, from being stolen and mangled.