do you ever have a feeling
that you'd really rather not
dig any deeper

A man, Duane Hanson,
sculpted this from polyester resin.

She blows my mind.

As wonderfully as she is made
the very act of sculpting her
out of a carcinogen
killed Duane Hanson.

I wonder what it cost God
to make all of us.

How is it that we are here, as
Opposed to anywhere else, like
Michigan?  We all have our reasons,
Everyone belongs somewhere.

I'm a list person
adding, omitting, crossing out.

Sometimes just noticing how
the words pile on top of one another
can instill excitement
or dread
or inspire a simple wish
to see more white
on the page

a loaded bobbin,
a window of time, and the
blessing of purpose

these sweltering days
as heavy as dog's breath
I dream of autumn