leisure consultant 

well well we made 

smoke rings w our mouths

cried abt now bc 

thats when it was

i should tell y’all a tale

whats dragged behind the car

we drove all the way

on a donut wheel

i dont wonder how late it is 

big sky tells me all i need to know

and thats not much

but love hits hardest before a storm

out on the prairie looking

for an lonesome oak

i say thats me but nobodys around

to listen to my voice shaking

so hard the ground splits open a mile

ill let you know what i found

when i get back into town

but dont wait for me

i might take my time

maybe not

who knows

tree poem

i asked her 

where does

the wind 

come from

and where 

does it go

but she laid there

on her back

in the sun

quietly

for a long time

 Z

somethin abt it IS nothin

rings tru/ fish breathe what yall breathe

a gallon of crude oil/ read an email

and well that was generous + kind of 

the time it takes me away

from here where home was until

we made it a house/ painted shell

emptied by agreement disguised as love

gently pushes our bodies into a flame