In a dark home an instant more by choice, / the body.
This is what we lose when we think / about losing.
having learned what it means / to be apart
life / remains / in the shape / of prayer
We used to be taught to carry our numbers.
What did you see, little fish?
Because I am here, I am complicit.
He floats towards the song. We all do.
I wonder as nascent mythology / quietly makes the rain.
I like something from nothing.