[sailboat]

his sister, three years away from leaving social media, has a boyfriend whose depression is a feminist. darkness lands again the role of weather. on paper, his cough is somewhere between cricket and cross.

~

[nymph]

yesterday I sent to my mother grief as an attachment

-

it continues to matter
the spell
your god
is under

-

(what began as nostalgia is now

~

[concern]

I pass my son in the hallway

instar
and throe  

our unpracticed sleep
our elbows

he learns this way
of my mother, her father, the nothing

time does