is hot red heat and
air burned fire in the coming
press of summer here, this cycling
season of wind and earthquake
of smoke, ash and flame.
june
Photo courtesy of Michelle Meyering/Pen USA
I had a lovely time reading at Natashia Deon’s Dirty Laundry Lit Series sponsored by PEN USA at the Silverlake Jubilee.
et le mai aussi…
blur…nyc at night circa 2009
but in march, the blooming…
february is always the longest month…
almost one year exactly, my last exit from brooklyn. tiny echoes and new beginnings rippling outwards in tiny circles, to sound–of makings, marked; of memory, of time.
