the signature of time |
the signature of time the baby presses her feet againstthe lining of my uterine wall.turns herself in somersaults,brushes the side of her facewith her tiny fingers frequentlyand on occa...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 10:15:00 GMT |
learning to pray from three year old curls |
her three year old mouth pealed away the surface of the apple sunk her teeth into her grandmother's gardenthe tree towered over 4000 years of her story she realized eve was the first ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 17:48:00 GMT |
long distance kiss |
there is something in a kiss that is extra ordinary especially after 347 miles separated your lips for two days. I've never felt any thing so full and soft simultaneously. an art ...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 17:44:00 GMT |
spiral staircase |
salt covered skin lemon juice mist fushia blossoms rows of silk flowers & granite memorials i am waiting for two green shutters to open the doorway and invite my unborn child to cl...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 17:43:00 GMT |
Centerville Beach |
i feel the need to stretch my back over round chiseled drift wood, shoulder blades gripping ridged knots under my thumbs. i lift my throat and tilt my head/ mouth propped open wider than the horiz...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 17:42:00 GMT |
angels among us |
i'll step on stagewith my hair clipped upin a French twistsplit ends partinga distinct separation of the mind.i am already thinking about how peoplewill respondempty facespropelled by bodies i don't...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Mar 2007 22:25:00 GMT |
for a woman who surpasses survival with each breath |
she towers above three generations of broken women her feet planted below layers of sedimentary rock. her fingers weave bundled pine needles into baskets collecting figs, and persimmons ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 14:59:00 GMT |
to hyperion, the tallest tree for now... |
the tallest,the highest,the best poem.everything is quicker herewhere keys unlock knowledgeand pulped paper spreads across fiber optic screens.it seems i've forgotten the sound of wordsbecause they m...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 01:47:00 GMT |
excavating the history of love |
This piece. whew... this piece is an a collaboration, words weaving the voice of two women into one performance. movement and music, add space and allow the audience to absorb each piece indvidually.....
Posted by on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 17:17:00 GMT |
bend me |
There is a beat a heart beat behind everything you do. so stand up straight and tall roll your shoulders back and answer this call. there is a beat drumming inside your chest. listen to the ...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Aug 2006 23:16:00 GMT |
