[from Kate Greenstreet's case sensitive, Ahsahta, 2006]
2 [was known to have been made]
She was on the medicine for grief.
"Even if they don't die, it doesn't help much."
Grit of salt around her chair.
Basically, a question you have to ask yourself.
Can you shut the eye with something in it and continue?
"Most commonly, this transformation takes
the form of disappearances
What do we share
that can help us?
"In the very distant
even older than light."
destiny. A kind of song. Escape
with what you are. Walking,
talking, for a thousand miles . . .
"Some may not need gold, but who
does not need salt?" And sometime after,
felt the need to write.
Wherewith will it be salted?
Why bring it up again? Red eyes,
read for meaning.
The buried ring, marked map, "the consolation
Things go together because they are together.
It's a challenge to the spirit that cleans the spirit.
Snow on the cold side
of the fence.
Isn't that the definition