About The Typeface The words are set in ink on the pulped innards of trees. The idea for words comes first from Sumeria as wedges in wet clay: tales of what came […]

Boulder Ghost Tour Because I want to see ghosts, I pass the two rooms in this hotel that are said to be haunted. I want to see the filmy image, at the […]

Backyard Coyote Out in the open between the two willows unshaven a little too lean for song coffee for dinner last night cigarettes the night before he strains to see what I […]

Train Flowers – for my father Flowers are the only things we can cut away from a body, put in water, and watch open slowly. Today the subway is blasted full by […]

It’s not that I don’t like the kids just that I crave respite from the clutter and crash of toy tractors and trains, trucks shunting from one junction of the sitting-room to […]

Come with me. Through crazed, Embroidered webbing of night, come. Without your aid I am useless. I need To gallop past lips red and hungry, dripping potions. I move in shame and […]

Man went to the moon Never asked what she wanted Man drove his rocket straight into the Moon She turned her face away And let it happen Because it was simpler He […]

Drag your white skull beyond blind seas that tumble dazed to your mono-eyed magic. Go tell Neptune when the night is through. Charm him, too, with your waxing and waning.