Haiga Archive

a slick
of moonlight across
dark water
the way our wounds
fill up with silver

my eyesight
not what it once was
but, oh
the way a rainbow blurs
into iridescence

I gently strum
a lark’s bleached ribcage…
how long
have you lain here
with your mossy heart

cloud inversion
the mountain not a mountain
after all

the sister
I didn’t know I had
rhizomes

cat-ice
our circle of old friends
grows smaller

our bodies
no more than stardust
we fall
from constellations
and for a moment, shine