Salt and Ashes
Songs are living ghosts of the breath of the dead and can be intoxicating
– from “Ghost Poem”
There’s a cost, you know, to erasing information
– from “No thought, best thought”
I grow thin in the dark matter
that torques the arms of the galaxy
and spews forth particles of light
like foam on the crest of an ocean wave.
– from “Backbone of the Night”
Teach me the rules
you learned as a child and how a switch cut
from witch hazel is a lesson in pain and power.