DARKNESS REPLACES YOU
Dear Jalapeno,
Dear Shamrockâ
Her hair is a red tornado.
The Parthenon is blossoming.
Two things are certain,
Dear Amaryllis.
A ritual extraction:
good from bad.
I fell back on the
thorns. Held her
hands to my openings.
Dear Hillside,
Dear Portal,
Dear Nightstand,
Dear Forgetting.
