Avalanche Over Me (for Maya Lin)

You are the blaze of marine stars Piled high in a corner Your pyramid is sharp and rounded Lay me on your beech dunes As we float, on conversation supple and smooth like silk While our breaths float and bounce Captives in bubbles of the thinnest thought Black thin lines frame our faces Yours, serious studious methodical smiling Mine, agape questions rolling across features Tell me how you did it Toadstools surround us Nodding in cherubic agreement Small... Read More